Cochero e Plaza

Carriage driver how much do you charge me
To take me home
Carriage driver how much do you charge me
To take me home
To my friend Paulina who lives in the high sidewalk
Don't think about what you charge me
Because the Chinese has money

The carriage goes backwards
To taste wines and brandies
My mouth is watering
And today not even Saint Peter can stop me
I see in you, my friend
That you're eager

There we will start
With stew and empanadas
Pancakes with cracklings and sliced olives
Spicy little bones, and wine and snacks

You take me, carriage driver
She lives twenty blocks away
She has a pair of brown eyes
That when they look, they captivate

If you'd like to accompany me
The distance isn't that long
We'll dance some cuecas
And sing some folk songs

With a few joints
If you join me in a duet
For Don Ramón Romero
With a mustache and gaiters

What do you think, carriage driver
Is the deal sealed?
Lower the top soon
Until God says enough
With requinto and guitar
The game is on