Si El Norte Fuera El Sur
Ricardo Arjona
If the North Were the South
The North and its McDonald's, basketball and rock 'n' roll
Its topless, its Madonnas and Stallone's abs
Tanned intellectuals, supermarket scholars
They have everything but haven't paid for anything
At eighteen, you're a kid for a drink in some bar
But you're already a man for war and killing
Long live Vietnam and long live Forrest Gump
Long live Wall Street and long live Donald Trump
Long live the Seven Eleven
They powder their noses and carry syringes in their pockets
They travel with marijuana to understand the situation
Of this judge of the planet who issues an invitation
Cut off your husband's and you'll gain reputation
The stars and stripes take over my flag
And our freedom is nothing but a whore
And if the external debt stole our spring
To hell with geography, borders are over
If the North were the South
The Sioux would be the marginalized
Being dark-skinned and short would be the most sought-after look
Marco would be the Mexican Rambo
And Cindy Crawford the Menchú of my countrymen
Reagan would be Somoza
Fidel would be an athlete running bags on Wall Street
And Che would make double meat style burgers
The Yankees would be wetbacks to Tijuana
And the rafts from Miami to Havana
If the North were the South
We would be the same, or maybe a little worse
With the Malvinas instead of Greenland
And in Guatemala a Disneyland
And a Simón Bolívar revealing his secret
Here comes 187, Yankees out by decree
The stars and stripes take over my flag
And our freedom is nothing but a whore
And if the external debt stole our spring
To hell with geography, borders are over
If the North were the South, it would be the same crap
I would sing a rap and this song wouldn't exist
