That the world was and will be a mess,
I already know it...
In the five hundred and six
and in two thousand too!
That there have always been jets,
Machiavellis and swindled,
happy and bitter,
males and dublé ....
But that the twentieth century
it is a display
of insolent evil
There is no denying it.
We live wallow in a meringue
and in the same mud
all grope ...
Today it turns out to be the same
be right that traitor! ...
Ignorant, wise, jet
generous or swindler! ...
Everything is the same! Nothing is better!
The same a donkey
What a great teacher!
There are no postponements or ladder,
the immoral have equalized us.
If one lives in the imposture
and another steals in his ambition,
it does not matter if it is a cure,
colchonero, king of clubs,
cheat or stowaway ...
What a lack of respect,
what I run over to reason!
Anyone is a gentleman!
Anyone is a thief!
Mezclao with Stavisky goes Don Bosco
and La Mignon
Don Chio and Napoleon,
Carnera and San Martín ...
As in the disrespectful shop window
of the cambalaches
life has mixed
and wounded by a saber without a rivet
you see mourn her Bible
against a water heater.
Twentieth Century Cambalache
problematic and feverish!
He who does not cry does not breast
and the one who does not worry is a gil.
Give him no more! Give it that goes!
That there in the oven
we will find it!
Do not think more,
sit down to a lao.
That nobody matters
if you were born honored.
It is the same thing that labura
night and day, like an ox,
that the one who lives of the others,
that he who kills, who heals,
or is outside the law
Only among all we can make this a better place :)