Cumbieritos Estudiantes

Cumbieritos students, I have the class
I am intelligence
And besides, I have the base
And many say they live
And that I will die
That Lescano is no longer on TV

If they try to stop me, they can't defeat me
If they call the police, we will respond

So suck it up and keep crying
Because I know that what's happening to you is not pleasing you

Suck it up and keep crying
Because I know that what's happening to you is not pleasing you

I keep singing if I want to rest, I don't get tired of being a rest

Make me the hiza that the ... oops cumbia

We continue on tour, caravan
The inspired kid hasn't played all week

And I keep playing so that the people
Start to appreciate

This is all nonsense
Don't come to me with money
It's not xxxxxxx, and bar
This is ending

And now I came back again
And now I came back again
Everyone is killing each other
I'm back on TV...

And now I came back again
And now I came back again
Everyone is killing each other
I'm back on TV...

Cumbia, the one from Damas Gratis
The one the cops don't listen to
The one the black cumbia dancer dances to
The one the slum dwellers listen to
And now the whole world

Cumbia!

They tell me they spend all day singing
Bunch of fools
If they only go around being foolish
Fools, that's the definition I bring in my song

Take it as you want, this phrase was passed on to me by the vagrant tumbera