El Parrandero

It's just that I don't understand what's going on
They can't stand me anymore, not even at home
It's just that I'm good for having fun
That I'll never graduate
In engineering or law
(And even less in economics)

But I have a master's in partying
(And where did you get that from, my brother?)
I got it from house to house
During extended hours
From Thursday to Sunday
Even on public holidays (on public holidays)

Oh, what a fault it is to be a partygoer
Oh, what a fault it is to have such a good time
Oh, don't wait for me at home
Have a chicken soup ready for me
Because if not, I'll get upset
And I'll go back to my party

Well, well, a little drink, a little drink
Cheers, shadow
Oh, what a great country!

I always arrive at parties
With my guitar and my hat (and a jug)
And to the girl I find
Oh, poor thing, I'll charm her
And she'll never regret it
I'll charm her

Oh, what a fault it is to be a partygoer
Oh, what a fault it is to have such a good time
Oh, don't wait for me at home
Have a chicken soup ready for me
Because if not, I'll get upset
And I'll go back to my party

I've never refused a drink
And some say that's bad
I'm not rude
I don't leave anyone hanging
Especially not with a shot

I don't know what a hangover is (especially me)
Because I've always matched it
With a bottle of rum and a little lemon juice
To keep the party going
I'll charm her

For our brother, David Durán
Always in our hearts, David
What a party, huh!

Oh, what a fault it is to be a partygoer
Oh, what a fault it is to have such a good time
Oh, don't wait for me at home
Have a chicken soup ready for me
Because if not, I'll get upset
And I'll go back to my party

Lai lalaila lailailé
Lai lalaila lailailé
Lai lalaila lailailailalá
What a party, huh!