Sweet Home Buenos Aires

I cross the Pampa
Far from the city
My beloved Buenos Aires
I have already distanced myself from the high dirt
They tell so many lies
That we have to swallow
You will die for Malvinas
But don't leave any debts unpaid

Sweet Home Buenos Aires
Where the sky is so gray
Sweet Home Buenos Aires
Condemned country

Mr. Charly García
Founded this city (Yes Sir!)
I hope he remembers me
In the middle of a morning hangover

Sweet Home Buenos Aires
Where the sky is so gray
Sweet Home Buenos Aires
Condemned country.