25 Estrellas De Oro

From Boca's court
To Luna Park
The youth is chanting
For nothing, but early

Better a bird in the hand
What an idiot who won't vote
The square is already full
There's not even room for a pin

The candy box is burning
And as Sarmiento said
Masons on bicycles
And the radicals on foot

There he goes with his scooter
And his grey cap
He is going to see the Evita opera
And in the side-car are Los Twist
And in the side-car are Los Twist

My general, don't go
My general has already left
Nose, nose, nose, nose, nose
The cordonazo is coming
Boots to the barracks
And Juan Domingo to power

For that great Argentine
That was known to conquer
To the great mass of the people
Fighting capital
We go from home to work
And from work to home

Rome, Silvero, Marzolini
Simeone, Rattin, Menendez
Red, reddish, Pianetti
Alfonsin, Brizuela Mendez
Alfonsin, Brizuela Mendez

25 gold stars
Companions on the balcony
In the street a single cry
The twist, Gardel and Perón
The Twist, Gardel and Peron
The Twist, Gardel and Peron