Amarroto (part. Alberto Echagüe)

You spent thirty Augusts
From one corner to another
Without knowing she was a babe
Not even a drink or a coffee

You played her like a fool
And hooked a young girl
Practicing infantry
From your house to the workshop

Soccer, gambling, and races
Were indecent things
Only movies were your vice
If you could mooch

And one time you showed up
The onlookers on Corrientes
When you got dizzy with their lights
They had to help you

Son of a gun, stay still
And don't move a muscle
You never, never scratched yourself
Even with the measles

What a loser
Here on the corner
You didn't get lucky at all
Because you were acting like a fool
Sweet-talking to the button

You didn't have a single friend
The ox only licks itself well
According to your philosophy
Of uncontrolled tangle

And you kneaded the bills
Like someone making a salami
Working like a slave
Like a fool from dawn to dusk

Today I see you all tied up
You caught a spinster
Who could be your granny
And who is all your passion
And you keep tangling
So that she, your darling
Acts like a great princess
In these days of the dude

In the bank of life
In the end, you always lose
There's no shroud with pockets
When it's time to go

You don't even know
About a green flag ending
Tell me, hey tangled one
Why do you want to live