Y Ríase la Gente

Let others deal with the government, the world and its monarchies
while my days are ruled by butter and fresh bread
and winter mornings, orange juice and brandy
and ha ha and hee hee and.. and let the people laugh

Look for it in good time, the prince with a thousand cares
like golden pills, while on my poor bedside table
I prefer a blood sausage to burst on the grill
and ha ha and hee hee and.. and let the people laugh

When January covers the mountains with white snow
may I have the brazier full of acorns and chestnuts
and whoever tells me the sweet lies of the angry king
and ha ha and hee hee and.. and let the people laugh

Look for it in good time, the prince with a thousand cares
like golden pills, while on my poor bedside table
I prefer a blood sausage to burst on the grill
and ha ha and hee hee and.. and let the people laugh