Zi Zi Zi

Hold on, just a little minute,
I'm going to tell you a problem:
I have a wife and kids,
I have to fill their bellies,
They want to kick me out if I don't pay,
I owe four months,
I can't make it even with a miracle!
I swear I'm a good Argentine,
There's no break here... it's heartbreaking!

Chupete consults Antonito
Who poses in Miami
With that Shakira.
The pain of the kids continues,
They have to bury the dead.
The light sinks, the patience,
The journey is very long, and heads explode.
I struggle to sleep at night,
I try during the day, and fail again.
And out there,
Millions of dilemmas:
A lot of theft around here,
A kidnapping over there.
And millions of tragedies:
Many dead around here,
A gunshot over there.
I'm going to stay in the oven
Of this land, orphan of love.

Yes... yes... I'm with you.
No... no... I don't know!
Yes... yes... yes... yes... I'm with you.
Zi... zi... zi... zi... zi... zi!

Thieves from the United States
Buying our leaders.
Here, if you don't steal, you're an idiot,
Anyway, they screw us all the same!

No matter how much effort you make,
It's never enough:
Yes, now I'm a taxi driver.
Here you have to go to hell,
Appear on TV
Or win the World Cup.

But... please!
You're not listening to me!
A government around here,
A minister over there.
That's how they're squeezing us;
A protest around here,
A picket further on.

Here, if you don't run, you fly,
And I'll tell you a bit more:
Today I'm about to explode!
The only flag is misery,
A little turn around here,
A handout over there...

I'm going to stay in the oven
Of this land, orphan of love.

Yes... yes... I'm with you.
No... no... I don't know!
Yes... yes... yes... yes... I'm with you.
Zi... zi... zi... zi... zi... zi!