La Zopilota

There are laying hens
And there are chicks too
Who even light candles
'Cause I walked into their pen

I’ve got in my repertoire
Even a real eagle
And you put on your airs
Thinking I’m gonna beg you

And it’s you, you, you, you, you, it’s you
You think you’re a dove, but you’re really messing up
It’s you, it’s you
The vulture dreaming of being a peacock

See you later, vulture
You’re up in the clouds
You don’t even reach seagull
And you think you’re the currucucú

Let the hungry one beg you
I’ve got my bread secured
Let an owl beg you
But not this hawk

And it’s you, you, you, you, you, it’s you
You think you’re a dove, and damn, you’re messing up
It’s you, it’s you
The vulture dreaming of being a peacock

See you later, vulture
You’re up in the clouds
You don’t even reach seagull
And you think you’re the currucucú

Let the hungry one beg you
I’ve got my bread secured
Let an owl beg you
But not this hawk