Mentiras Criollas
Carlos Gardel
Creole Lies
If you want to live happily
If you want to have illusions
Be content to believe
Without getting into arguments
That they kiss you out of love
That a cabaret is cheerful
That for ten they give what's worth a hundred
When there's a sale
That if they run to win
They come to tell you
That they will get you
A national job
That the beef you eat
Hasn't been 'mancarrón'
The wine that cheers you up
Has seen the grape at some point
If you're going around seeking advice
I warn you as a friend
That the things I tell you
Are truths in reverse
Give them wings, meditate on them
Ring the bell that they're shady
And see what awaits
If you don't believe in lies
You'll be dead if you analyze
Don't act like a know-it-all
It's better to play dumb
To be a believer and not doubt
That you'll arrange the marriage
With the raffle of the chalet
That you sign the promissory notes
For the money they give you
That the boss will give you a raise
If you work from sunrise to sunset
That as a musician or doctor
You'll learn by mail
That the cold remedy
Doesn't numb your heart
And for its written value
You'll play for the million
