El burócrata

They take the money, it's bureaucracy,
they take the money, that's what happens.
What I like is easy money,
I'm climbing the social ladder, despotic, very fragile,
authoritarian, unscrupulous, I live with impunity,
and I think I'm very funny.
Gently, I address you informally once
then, little brother, I fooled you again
and I am nothing without money.
(Repeat chorus)
For whom do the pots clang?
For whom do you cry, dear country?
the misfortune that distresses us
we carry it in our roots.
(chorus 2)
They take the money, it's bureaucracy,
they take the money, that's what happens.
They take the money, it's bureaucracy,
they take the money, that's the misfortune.
and I am nothing without money.
(Repeat chorus 2)
That's what happens, that's the misfortune, that's what kills
Gently, just like that.