Testigo de Dos Epocas
En todo el barrio plantado
Al frente del hospital
Es el testigo ideal
De dos épocas de brillo
La de aquel barrio sencillo
De los biombos y Carruyo
Y la que canta el orgullo
Del moderno saladillo
Viejo matapalo
No te vais a morir vos
Porque la china bendita
Se va a quedar muy solita
Ya se fueron las callecitas
Del barrio, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
Y el padre Ríos
No te vaís a morir vos
Ya se fueron las callecitas
Del barrio, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
Y el padre Ríos
No te vaís a morir vos
Yo te he visto matapalo
Maravillado y sonriente
Conversando con la gente
Que el domingo te visita
Les hablas de la chinita
Y del entierro del rey
Pues tú cantaste la grey
También con alma infinita
Viejo matapalo
No te vais a morir vos
Porque la china bendita
Se va a quedar muy solita
Ya se fueron las callecitas
Del barrio, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
Y el padre Ríos
No te vaís a morir vos
Ya se fueron las callecitas
Del barrio, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
Y el padre Ríos
No te vaís a morir vos
Mi matapalo sincero
Hoy estás triste y sombrío
Te hace falta el padre Ríos
Ricardo y el campanero
Mueren los saladilleros
Se van a vivir con Dios
No te vais a morir vos
Mi matapalo gaitero
Viejo matapalo
No te vais a morir vos
Porque la china bendita
Se va a quedar muy solita
Ya se fueron las callecitas
Del barrio, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
Y el padre Ríos
No te vaís a morir vos
Ya se fueron las callecitas
Del barrio, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
Y el padre Ríos
No te vaís a morir vos
Witness of Two Eras
In the whole neighborhood planted
In front of the hospital
It's the perfect witness
Of two shining eras
The one of that simple neighborhood
With the screens and Carruyo
And the one that sings the pride
Of the modern 'saladillo'
Old tree killer
You're not going to die
Because the blessed lady
Is going to be very lonely
The little streets have already gone
From the neighborhood, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
And Father Ríos
You're not going to die
The little streets have already gone
From the neighborhood, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
And Father Ríos
You're not going to die
I've seen you, tree killer
Amazed and smiling
Talking with the people
Who visit you on Sundays
You talk to them about the little Chinese lady
And the king's burial
Because you sang to the flock
Also with infinite soul
Old tree killer
You're not going to die
Because the blessed lady
Is going to be very lonely
The little streets have already gone
From the neighborhood, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
And Father Ríos
You're not going to die
The little streets have already gone
From the neighborhood, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
And Father Ríos
You're not going to die
My sincere tree killer
Today you're sad and gloomy
You miss Father Ríos
Ricardo and the bell ringer
The 'saladilleros' are dying
They're going to live with God
You're not going to die
My tree killer from the 'gaita'
Old tree killer
You're not going to die
Because the blessed lady
Is going to be very lonely
The little streets have already gone
From the neighborhood, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
And Father Ríos
You're not going to die
The little streets have already gone
From the neighborhood, Ricardo, Ruben, Carruyo
And Father Ríos
You're not going to die