El Avestruz

And on April twenty-ninth, we celebrated Animal Day all across the country, and, well, for that reason, the Animal Protection Society organized a song festival, where we participated... and our song wasn’t chosen, even though it captured the right spirit and talked about a typically Argentine animal. And I think this is unfair and is just due to clear favoritism from the judges.

Tralalá, I don’t see it, it can’t be that bad.
Tralalá, don’t let them see me, I’m gonna bury my head in the sand.
Tralalá, it must be true, don’t think I don’t believe you.
But I have so much to do in my life.
Stop fucking with me.
Ostrich, I beg you to think, our world is shaking.
Have you heard the news? Tell me, what’s your take?
The ostrich stuck its head out an inch or two.
You’ll have to excuse me, some news really gets to me.
Oh tralalá, I don’t see it, it can’t be that bad.
Tralalá, don’t let them see me, I’m gonna bury my head in the sand.
Tralalá, it must be true, don’t think I don’t believe you.
But I have so much to do in my life.
Stop fucking with me.
Ostrich, why don’t you think? Do you realize where we are?
I think it’s getting late, it’s better if we leave.
He covered his ears with the tips of his wings.
He didn’t want to hear me talk.
And in the land of the pampas, he hid his head again.
Oh tralalá, I don’t see it, it can’t be that bad.
Tralalá, don’t let them see me, I’m gonna bury my head in the sand.
Tralalá, it must be true, don’t think I don’t believe you.
But I have so much to do in my life.
Stop fucking with me...
From a distant refuge, I watched this horrible scene.
A feather flying through the air, then sinking into the sand.
Why didn’t you let me say this phrase that I now say with sadness?
Ostrich in a nuclear test field,
You shouldn’t... hide... your head.