El Murguero Oriental

(Tabaré Cardozo)
The blue night, melancholy of the days of a February that has passed
Hanging a tulle, on the coat rack of the lost yesterday
Prisoner photos at the bottom of a trunk, my eternal cross
The blue night

(Canario Luna)
In the truck, the chorus refrain and an old pericón
The counter, with the poison of the cursed liquor
Tough guys and bandits under a code of honor
My heart, in the truck
(Duet)
I am the Eastern murguero
The singer of the arrabal
Street performer who dreamed
A God of burlap and paper
Who made me born, murguero
Murguero and Eastern

(Tabaré Cardozo)
Time changes the stage
And only a map in extinction remains
Looking for a legendary chorus
In the deep dream of a lion

The wonder of a legacy
Sung with shouts of proclamation
The little lights of the stage
And the sacred fire that goes through the song
That resurrects and says I am

(Duet)
The Eastern murguero
The singer of Arraval
Street performer, who dreamed, a God
Of burlap and paper
Who made me born
Murguero, murguero and Eastern

(Canario Luna)
I am a street performer, I am a singer
And I painted my face with my murguista honor
How could I not be a murguista
If I came full of little papers
To the sidewalk curb
My gang, my group
How could I not be a murguista.. Ha
Do you remember Chino Valbuena
Do you all remember, right?
With the Black
The Director
And also for, for my brother
For my friend
Visnacio left us
And Zurdo I already talked to Pocholo about that

What joy, what a life, dad
I served the other, I served the other
That's life, that's how we all were
How we are losing that
Could it be that I'm old?
I'm getting more eternal in life every time
Haha
I am, I am and will be the Eastern murguero
See you guys hahaha
Until the next stage