Cristofolo Cacarnu Lyrics – Divididos
Singer: Divididos
Title: Cristofolo Cacarnu
Que pensa Reina Isabel,
De tu historia de papel;
Tu museo no huele bien
Hoguera quema, libro y piel.
Sos el primer trabajador,
Cristofolo Cacarnu.
Que pensas Reina Isabel,
De la papa y del cacao,
De esos indios en bolas
Y del pico del tucan.
El primer trabajador
Cristofolo Cacarnu.
Indio deja el mezcal
Indio deja el mezcal
Indio deja el mezcal
Planta santa
Palestino sudado
Fe, billete y soldado
Indio deja el mezcal
Indio deja el mezcal.
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Cristofolo Cacarnu – English Translation
That Queen Isabel thought,
Of your paper history;
Your museum does not smell good
Bonfire burns, book and skin.
You are the first worker,
Cristofolo Cacarnu.
What do you think Queen Isabel,
Of potato and cocoa,
Of those Indians in balls
And the peak of tucan.
The first worker
Cristofolo Cacarnu.
Indian leaves the mezcal
Indian leaves the mezcal
Indian leaves the mezcal
Santa plant.
Palestinian sweaty.
Faith, ticket and soldier
Indian leaves the mezcal
Indian leaves the mezcal.
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Lyrics Divididos – Cristofolo Cacarnu
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