El Blues de Lo Que Pasa En Mi Escalera

The biggest jerk of my class (what a character!)
Reached the parliament
And, at his forty-something years
A seat
Decorates with his suit
Blue of government deputy
Testifies that he has succeeded
His belly, which has grown
Since the day
That an usher called him 'your honor'
And changed his wife for a harpy
With operated breasts

And without ceasing to be the same brute
The one who didn't know
How to draw a circle with a stick

The super class of my class (what a sucker!)
Rots on the bench
And, at his forty-five springs
Matarile
And at the end of the line
For not having gone through the hoop
Defeated, bald and stiff
He stayed in the bones
That day
He caught his wife in the middle of an orgy
With the member of the member (what irony!)
The dumbest in congress

And without ceasing to be the same wise man
Who, to make poetry
Only had to move his lips

And I, who am not more
Smart or foolish than anyone
In my forties
Tacos
You see
The same
I'm still skinny
Just as skull-like
Just as crazy as before
For singing
For singing the blues
Of what happens on my stairs

The hottest of my class (what a waist!)
Quotes beauty
And, at her forty-something autumns
Even the bun
Of the genius husband
Ran away with someone less boring
She has prospered so much that she has bought a jaguar
The same day
She divorced from the utopia
A check with six zeros that a deputy
Had signed

And without ceasing to be the seductive
Witch who hid
A calculator under her skirt

And I, poor mortal
Who have not enjoyed her hips
In my forties
Tacos
You see
The same
I'm still skinny
Just as skull-like
Just as crazy as before
For singing
For singing the blues
Of what happens on my stairs

Otherwise neither more
Nor less long than anyone
In my forties
Tacos
You see
The same
I'm still skinny
Just as skull-like
Just as crazy as before
For singing
For singing the blues
Of what happens on my stairs
For singing the twist
Of the true truths

For singing
The bolero that my doorwoman sings
For singing
A gypsy and basket rumba
For singing
That tango the day you love me
For singing
Crazy to annoy the tacky
For dancing
In the rain on the sidewalks
For singing
Vallenatos that tame the beasts
For singing
Until the sun rises in Antequera
For singing
With my cousin Rosendo in his own way
Of living
Always with people, always alone
For singing
The rock and roll of gas stations
For singing
A merengue stuck to a palm tree
For singing
On the way to Havana a habanera
For singing
A mambo with a tuxedo and top hat
For playing
That Carabanchel guitar
For singing
Today in Beijing, tomorrow in Talavera
For singing
The boogie-woogie of the roads
For singing
There on the big ranch a ranchera
For singing
As if the almanac didn't exist
To keep
Singing until the day I die
For singing
A calypso against the Corcuera law
For singing
If you put another round, tavern keeper
For singing
In the street, at work, in the bathtub
For singing
Anything you want except a bakalao
For whistling
To the rhythm of a pretty hairdresser