Canijas Viejas (part. Joel Elizalde)

How pretty women are, when they don't ask for money
How pretty women who only say I love you
I prefer the quiet ones, not like those loudmouths
When they start talking, not even God from heaven can silence them

Dang, dang, but damn
What a blast with the heart
But I do say with satisfaction
Old troublemakers, how lovely they are

Poor those who get married, they don't know what they're missing
If they want to leave the house, they're stopped at the door
That's why I don't get married, so as not to bother anyone
That's why I don't get married, so no one scolds me

Dang, dang, but damn
What a blast with the heart
But I do say with satisfaction
Old troublemakers, how lovely they are

From home to work, from work to unwind
Even if I'm falling, I never, never give up
With this, I bid farewell, I'm going to play some tunes on the jukebox
I'll keep mingling in the crowd, even if I wake up hungover

Dang, dang, but damn
What a blast with the heart
But I do say with satisfaction
Old troublemakers, how lovely they are