Cambalache Lyrics – Ruben Juarez
Singer: Ruben Juarez
Title: Cambalache
Que el mundo fué y será una porquería
Ya lo sé
En el quinientos seis
Y en el dos mil también
Que siempre ha habido chorros
Maquiavelos y estafaos
Contentos y amargaos
Valores y dublé
Pero que el siglo veinte
Es un despliegue de maldad insolente
Ya no hay quién lo niegue
Vivimos revolcaos en un merengue
Y en un mismo lodo todos manosean
Hoy resulta que es lo mismo ser derecho que traidor
Ignorante, sabio, chorro, generoso o estafador
Todo es igual, nada es mejor
Lo mismo un burro que un gran profesor
No hay aplaza’os ni escalafón
Los inmorales nos han iguala’o
Si uno vive en la impostura
Y otro roba en su ambición
Da lo mismo que si es cura
Colchonero, rey de bastos
Cara dura o polizón
Pero qué falta de respeto
Qué atropello a la razón
Cualquiera es un señor
Cualquiera es un ladrón
Mezclado con stravinsky
Va don Bosco y ladiñon
Don Chicho y Napoleón
Carrera y San Martín
Igual que en la vidriera irrespetuosa de los cambalaches
Se ha mezcla’o la vida
Y herida por un sable sin remache
Ves llorar la Biblia contra un calefón
Siglo veinte cambalache, problemático y febril
El que no llora no mama y el que no afana es un gil
Dale nomás, dale que va
Que allá en el horno nos vamo’a encontrar
No pienses más, sentate a un la’o
Que a nadie importa si naciste honrao
Es lo mismo el que labura noche y día como un buey
Que el que vive de los otros, que el que mata
Que el que cura o está fuera de la ley
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Cambalache – English Translation
That the world was and it will be why
I already know it
In five hundred six
And in two thousand too
That there have always been jets
Machiavellos and Scams
Happy and bitter
Values and Dublé
But that the twentieth century
It is a deployment of insolent evil
There is no longer who denies it
We live revolted in a meringue
And in the same mud everyone grope
Today it turns out that it is the same to be the right as a traitor
Ignorant, wise, jet, generous or scammer
Everything is the same, nothing is better
The same a donkey as a great teacher
There are no postplane or ranks
The immorals have equal us
If one lives in the imposture
And another steals in his ambition
It doesn’t matter as if he is a priest
Colchonero, King of Bastos
Hard face
But what disrespect
What about the reason
Anyone is a man
Anyone is a thief
Mixed with Stravinsky
Don Bosco and Ladiñon goes
Don Chicho and Napoleon
Carrera and San Martín
As in the disrespectful window of the Cambalaches
Life has been mixed
And wounded by a saber without rivet
You see the Bible cry against a heater
Twenty Cambalache century, problematic and feverish
The one who does not cry does not mom and the one who does not Afana is a gil
Give him just, give him
That in the oven we would find us
Do not think anymore, sit down to a la’o
That nobody matters if you were born honor
It is the same thing that works night and day like an ox
That the one who lives from others, that the one who kills
That he who cures or is out of the law
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Lyrics Ruben Juarez – Cambalache
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