Qué Difícil Es Hablar el Español

I traveled to different countries
I met the most beautiful women
I tried delicious food
I danced very different rhythms

From Mexico I went to Patagonia
And in Spain, I lived for a few years
I tried hard to speak the language
But I never got it

It's so hard to speak spanish
Because everything you say has another definition
How difficult to understand Spanish
If you learn it, don't move from the region

It's so hard to speak spanish
Because everything you say has another definition
How difficult to understand Spanish
I already give up, for my country, I'm leaving

I studied Spanish when I was in high school
On a promotional excursion, we went to the Canary Islands
On the trip, I realized that I didn't know anything about Spanish.
And I decided to study Hispanic Philology in Salamanca

After the race, I traveled to Mexico City
I felt that I needed to enrich my lexicon
Very soon I saw that I had a problem with Spanish.
And I decided to study another three years in Guadalajara

Four months in Bolivia, a postgraduate degree in Costa Rica
And some reading courses with a teacher from Cuba
So much study and so much effort, and in the end, you see it
This language cannot be understood backwards or forwards.

It's so hard to speak spanish
Because everything you say has another definition
How difficult to understand Spanish
I already give up, for my country, I'm leaving

In Venezuela, I bought a corduroy shirt with my money
And my friends told me: That's my friend, that's my friend
And in Colombia, the joint is a happy rhythm that is sung
But everyone looks at me badly when I say I love it

Chileans say, when something is far away, that it is in the way
And in Colombia, the bad smell of the armpits is the shit
Meanwhile, in Uruguay, they call that smell goat
And the dictionary defines the goat as a goat with chinstraps.

And changing a vowel, the word becomes chucho
And chucho is a puppy in El Salvador and Guatemala
And in Honduras, he is stingy, and they call Jesus chucho
With so many definitions, how do you use that fucking word?!

Chucho is cold in Argentina
Chucho, in Chile, is a prison
Chucho in Mexico, if there is anyone
With the gift of being very skillful

Chucho's mutt is a barking mutt
And for chucho, Chucho was thrown into the chucho
The mutt was cold and a mutt grabbed him
What a mutt, he said, I miss my mutt.

It's so hard to speak spanish
Because everything you say has another definition
How difficult to understand Spanish
I already give up, for my country, I'm leaving

I started by learning the names of foods
But beans are beans and beans at the same time.
And although I was confused with what I ate at the table
Of one thing, I was sure: A strawberry is a strawberry

And what a surprise when in Mexico
They called me strawberry
For having Armani clothes
And order a good wine at the table

With the same clothes, they called me cheto in Argentina
Cheto is strawberry, I thought, and asked at the market on the corner
Are the chetas good here?, and the cashier got angry
Go to hell, I gave birth to you!

And strawberries, parce!, a Colombian told me
While he saw that I, dizzy, sat in a chair
Little brother, don't be rude and point your hand
In Buenos Aires, they call the strawberry strawberry

I'm tired of being an idiot
I say what they teach me and no one understands a thing
And if you don't understand it at all, then ask in Bogotá
I give up, I open up, I'm going to Canada!

A cake is a cake
And a cake is a cake
And a cake the punch
That a Spanish woman gave me in the mouth

She looked very pretty walking on the beach
I wanted to say a compliment to her to win her over.
I approached him and told him the first thing that came to mind.
He turned around, yelled at me, spat at me and slapped me.

Asshole, I told her, because she was very pretty
And if cocoon is an insult, who explains the damn little song to me?
Alelí's pretty bud, if you knew my pain
You would reciprocate my love and calm my

Sufri-fri-fri-frimiento is what I have
And no matter how much I try, I never understand you
I no longer know what to do to make myself understood
And the money from my classes, they did not want to return

It's so hard to speak spanish
Because everything you say has another definition
How difficult to understand Spanish
I already give up, for my planet, I'm leaving

In Spain, people call the liquid released by the meat juice
On the other hand, in Spain, people call fruit juice juice
They also told me that the Supreme Pontiff rules in religion
And I always thought that a sumo was a fat guy in a thong fighting in Japan

I met an Andalusian
It was called Concepción
Her husband told her
shell of my heart

Let's go to Argentina, I told him on one occasion
I'm sorry, but if you tell me Concha, I think it's better to go there.
But, Concha, what's wrong with you? Yes it is a very nice country
There is even one who compares Buenos Aires with Paris

They make fun of my nickname there
In the dirtiest way
And there's always every pervert
That by the way it gets hot

And with so many Anglicisms, everything is more complicated
If you translate verbatim, they have no meaning
I'll call you back, any gringo would tell you
I'll call you back, they tell you in Puerto Rico

Ojos is eyes, ice is ice
Yellow, the color of egg yolk
Bear is bear, and seeing is seeing
If it is the note that in English is B

And apart from that, bee is a bee and it is also being.
And Sir Michael told my English teacher
And the one who takes care of your building is a guachimán
And with the kids from your neighborhood, you go out to hang out

And the gazebo is a romboy
You dress in overalls
Because it must be so difficult
Know how the hell to speak Spanish?!

It's not that I don't want to, I lost my patience
The science of this language does not enter my conscience
I thought that carrying a dictionary in my backpack
And writing down in a diary all the words that he learned during the day

And reading, traveling, chatting, studying
And making friends around every corner
And trying all kinds of food
And buying anthology encyclopedias

I thought that I would learn and that by seeing it I would achieve
My efforts were in vain
I thought I would speak Spanish
But not anymore, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

It's so hard to speak spanish
Because everything you say has another definition

In Chile, cock is a collective bet
On the other hand, in Spain, it is the penis
Some people in Mexico call the penis a cigarette
And pitillo, in Spain, is a cigarette
And in Venezuela, a plastic cylinder to drink drinks

The same cylinder, in Bolivia, is known as a straw
But straw, in some countries, means little masturbation
And masturbation, in Mexico, you can say jacket
Which, at the same time, is a kind of shelter in Colombia
Country where, by the way, a cap with a visor is a cap
When cachucha, in Argentina, it is a vagina
But there, they also call the vagina a shell.
And conchudo, in Colombia, is someone cheeky or someone cool
And a fresco, in Cuba, is disrespectful
I'm already sucked!

But sucked on what?
Drunk blowjob?
Suckling sucking?
Fed up?

This is exhausting

I'm already giving up, I'm leaving for my country!