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They Say They Say

Julio Sosa

Dicen Que Dicen

Vení, acercáte, no tengas miedo
Que tengo el puño, ya ves, anclao
Yo sólo quiero contarte un cuento
De unos amores que he balconeao
Dicen que dicen, que era una mina
Todo ternura, como eras vos
Que jué el orgullo de un mozo taura
De fondo bueno, como era yo

Y bate el cuento
Que en un cotorro
Que era una gloria vivían los dos
Y dice el barrio que él la quería
Con la fe misma
Que puse en vos
Pero una noche
Que pa' un laburo
El taura manso
Se había ausentao
Prendida de otros
Amores perros
La mina aquella
Se le había alzao

Dicen que dicen, que desde entonces
Ardiendo de odio su corazón
El taura manso buscó a la paica
Por cielo y tierra como hice yo
Y cuando quiso, justo el destino
Que la encontrara, como ahura a vos
Trenzó sus manos en el cogote
De aquella perra, como hago yo

Deje vecina, no llame a nadie
No tenga miedo, estoy desarmao
Yo sólo quise contarle un cuento
Pero el encono me ha traicionao
Dicen que dicen, vecina, que era
Todo ternura la que murió
Que jué el orgullo de un mozo taura
De fondo bueno, como era yo

They Say They Say

Come, come closer, don't be afraid
I have my fist, you see, anchored
I just want to tell you a story
Of some loves that I have exposed
They say that it was a mine
All tenderness, as you were
That was the pride of a young bullfighter
Good background, as I was

And beat the tale
That in a parrot
That it was a glory that both of them lived
And the neighborhood says that he loved her
With faith itself
What I put in you
But one night
For a job
The tame bull
He had been absent
Caught by others
Love dogs
That mine
It had been raised

They say that they say, that since then
Burning with hatred his heart
The tame bull looked for the paica
By heaven and earth as I did
And when it wanted, just fate
That I would find her, like now you
He clasped his hands around the back of his neck
From that bitch, like I do

Leave neighbor, don't call anyone
Don't be afraid, I'm unarmed
I just wanted to tell you a story
But resentment has betrayed me
They say they say, neighbor, that it was
All tenderness that died
That was the pride of a young bullfighter
Good background, as I was

Escrita por: Enrique Delfino, Alberto Ballestero