NEGRA MURGUERA (En Vivo Estadio De Morón) (part. Agarrate Catalina)

Shall we go with a cover?
That I uploaded recently, from a friend's side
How a drunk wakes up ruined in a basin
He gets up and starts to remember
The events of the previous night, long gone by
A black, dust and a tumble

You are the murga that is born in the depths of the malón
Of the race that distills this sweat
With one eye patched and a piece of heart
When passion becomes pure fat

Murga murguera
Ditch water, sidewalk skin
Take me with you

Like a mundane suburb that has no hierarchy
Where they paint good-bad, what do I know?
Sadness is a glass that also broke down
That day when he dribbled her at random

Murga murguera
Ditch water, sidewalk skin
Take me with you
Murga murguera
Under your starry sky, the manes shake
Take me with you

I'm gonna play until my hands bleed (lalala, lala, lala)
I'm gonna play until my hands bleed (lalala, lala, lala)
I'm gonna play until my hands bleed (lalala, lala, lala)
I'm gonna play until

In the middle of the hangover
The murga tries to sing very slowly
But it is a vague lament
Similar to the wind that makes you think

Lalala, lalalalalala
Lalala, lalalalalala
Lalala, lalalalalalalalalala
Lalala, lalalalalala
Lalala, lalalalalalalalalala
Lalala, lalalalalala

Minus muse that brings me inspiration
I swear I won't leave my drum
Because seeing you, brunette, is such a nice feeling
I only play so you can dance

Black murguera
Get on the band and move your hips
Take me with you

On the street they already say that I was not who I am
What do I want? If tenderness sprouted from me
And these sweet verses that your dance stole
They are the irrefutable proof of a love

Black murguera
Get on the band and move your hips
Take me with you
Black murguera (black murguera)
From the blue moon, your skirt can be seen
That breaks the pain (that breaks the pain)

And I feel like making a mistake (lalala, lala, lala)
And I feel like making a mistake (lalala, lala, lala)
And I feel like making a mistake (lalala, lala, lala)
And I feel like- (black murguera, lalala, lala, lala)
And I feel like- (black murguera, lalala, lala, lala)
And I feel like- (black murguera, lalala, lala, lala)
And I feel like- (black murguera, lalala, lala, lala)
And I feel like

He while returning to his home
Review the steps you need to take
And blames the drunkenness
If the black woman had been forgotten
Where Camilo, where?
In a bar