La murga de la carnicería
Parece mentira venirnos a encontrar
en la cola de esta carnicería.
No sé si venís a dejar o a llevar.
Mira donde nos venimos a encontrar.
El mundo es un pañuelo decía mi mamá.
Una noche es una noche mañana Dios Dirá.
La calle está tan dura, peligrosa y animal.
Mira donde nos venimos a encontrar.
Signos de un tiempo peor...
Equilibrio mortal...
Pasan las horas y sé
que me van a cortar.
Salvan al planeta y mientras tanto Yo,
tengo menos valor que una ballena.
El mundo es una fiesta y vos lloras.
Mira donde nos venimos a encontrar.
The butcher's murga
It seems unbelievable to come across each other
in the line of this butcher shop.
I don't know if you come to leave or to take.
Look where we come across each other.
The world is a handkerchief, my mom used to say.
One night is one night, tomorrow God will decide.
The street is so tough, dangerous, and animal-like.
Look where we come across each other.
Signs of a worse time...
Deadly balance...
The hours go by and I know
they are going to cut me off.
They save the planet and meanwhile I,
have less value than a whale.
The world is a party and you cry.
Look where we come across each other.