Cambalache
Que el mundo fue y sera una porqueria
Ya lo se
En el quinientos seis
Y en el dos mil también!
Que siempre ha habido chorros
Maquiavelos y estafaos
Contentos y amargaos
Valores y dublés
Pero que el siglo veinte
Es un despliegue
De maldad insolente
Ya no hay quien lo niegue
Vivimos revolcaos en un merengue
Y en un mismo lodo
Todos manoseaos
Hoy resulta que es lo mismo
Ser derecho que traidor!
Ignorante, sabio, chorro
Generoso o estafador!
Todo es igual! Nada es mejor!
Lo mismo un burro
Que un gran profesor!
No hay aplazaos ni escalafon
Los inmorales nos han igualao
Si uno vive en la impostura
Y otro roba en su ambicion
Da lo mismo que sea cura
Colchonero, rey de bastos
Caradura o polizon
Que falta de respeto
Que atropello a la razon!
Cualquiera es un señor!
Cualquiera es un ladron!
Mezclao con Stavisky va Don Bosco
Y La Mignon
Don Chicho y Napoleon
Carnera y San Martin
Igual que en la vidriera irrespetuosa
De los cambalaches
Se ha mezclao la vida
Y herida por un sable sin remache
Ves llorar la Biblia
Contra un calefon
Siglo veinte, cambalache
Problematico y febril!
El que no llora, no mama
Y el que no afana es un gil
Dale nomas! Dale que va!
Que alla en el horno
Nos vamo a encontrar!
No pienses mas
Sentate a un lao
Que a nadie importa
Si naciste honrao
Que es lo mismo el que labura
Noche y dia, como un buey
Que el que vive de los otros
Que el que mata o el que cura
O esta fuera de la ley
Barter
That the world was and will be a piece of crap
I already know
In fifteen hundred and six
And in two thousand as well!
That there have always been thieves
Machiavellians and swindled
Happy and bitter
Values and doubles
But that the twentieth century
Is a display
Of insolent evil
There is no one who can deny it
We live rolled in a meringue
And in the same mud
All handled
Today it turns out that it's the same
To be honest as a traitor!
Ignorant, wise, thief
Generous or swindler!
Everything is the same! Nothing is better!
The same a donkey
As a great professor!
There are no failures or ranks
The immoral have made us equal
If one lives in deceit
And another steals in his ambition
It doesn't matter if it's a priest
Mattress maker, king of clubs
Cheeky or stowaway
What a lack of respect
What an outrage to reason!
Anyone is a gentleman!
Anyone is a thief!
Mixed with Stavisky goes Don Bosco
And La Mignon
Don Chicho and Napoleon
Carnera and San Martin
Just like in the disrespectful shop window
Of the barter
Life has been mixed
And wounded by a sword without a hilt
You see the Bible crying
Against a water heater
Twentieth century, barter
Problematic and feverish!
He who doesn't cry, doesn't get fed
And he who doesn't hustle is a fool
Go ahead! Keep going!
Because in the oven
We will meet!
Don't think anymore
Sit on the side
Because no one cares
If you were born honest
That the one who works
Night and day, like an ox
Is the same as the one who lives off others
The one who kills or the one who cures
Or is outside the law