Mi Si Bemol

I don't know how to explain to you
What just happened
I feel bad
I took the liberty to write you
A song that sums up all my position
Metaphorically my explanation
I can fool you with a sandwich
Or a pizza with hearts of palm
Stuffed with cookies and pâté
You are my breaded meat with mashed potatoes
I can rate anything
Hyperhumor die laughing with exterminator
And even though I carry Minguito in my soul
You will always be Porcel and Olmedo
I can dance a slow ska
Make people dance with quartet
Cry with the murga for a goal
You will always be my rock and roll
I can meet with Enzo
To throw a couple of crosses
Play Coca Cola with Ronaldo
You will always be my Diego Armando
I can get drunk with gin
And a few shots of liquor
Dizziness from fernet, tequila or rum
You will always be my little beer
I can glance sideways at a corkscrew
Or exchange glances with the knife
Eat soup with a fork
You will always be my little spoon
I can fool you with a simple D major
Or with a sharp F
And even though I really like D minor
You will always be my Bb