Tita Merello – Quevachache Lyrics
Artist: Tita Merello
Song: Quevachache
Piantá de aquí, no vuelvas en tu vida
Ya me tenés bien requeteamurada
No puedo más pasarla sin comida
Ni oírte así decir tanta pavada
¿No te das cuenta que sos un engrupido?
¿Te creés que al mundo lo vas a arreglar vos?
Si aquí ni Dios rescata lo perdido
¿Qué querés vos? ¡Hacé el favor!
Lo que hace falta es empacar mucha moneda
Vender el alma, rifar el corazón
Tirar la poca decencia que te queda
Plata, mucha plata
Yo quiero vivir
Así es posible que morfés todos los días
Tengas amigos, casa, nombre
Y lo que quieras vos
El verdadero amor se ahogó en la sopa
La panza es reina y el dinero es Dios
Pero, ¿no ves, gilito embanderado
Que la razón la tiene el de más guita?
Que la honradez la venden al contado
Y a la moral la dan por moneditas
Que no hay ninguna verdad que se resista
Frente a dos mangos, moneda nacional
Vos resultás, haciendo el moralista
Un disfrazao sin carnaval
¡Tirate al río, no embromés con tu conciencia!
Sos un secante que no hace ni reír
Dame puchero, guardate la decencia
Plata, mucha plata… ¡Yo quiero vivir!
¿Qué culpa tengo si has piyao la vida en serio?
Pasás de otario, morfás aire y no tenés colchon
¿Qué vachaché? Si hoy ya murió el criterio!
Vale Jesús lo mismo que un ladrón
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Quevachache Lyrics – English Translation
Piantah from here, do not come back in your life
I already have me well forated
I can not more pass it without food
Or hear you so say so much pavada
Do not you realize that you are a grepening?
Do you think that the world will you fix you?
If here nor God rescues what is lost
What do you want? I did the favor!
What is needed is to pack a lot of currency
Sell the soul, rifle the heart
Throw the little decency that you have left
Silver, a lot of silver
I want to live
So it is possible that morphs every day
Have friends, home, name
And what you want
True love drowned in soup
The tummy is queen and money is God
But, do not you see, Gilito embedded
That the reason has the most twine?
That honesty sell it in cash
And to the moral they give it for coins
That there is no truth that is resisting
Facing two mangoes, national currency
You result, doing the moralist
A disguis#ment without a carnival
Try the river, not tease with your conscience!
You are a drill that does not do or laugh
Dame Puchero, save the decency
Silver, a lot of money … I want to live!
What fault do I have if you have piao life seriously?
Go from otario, morphs air and do not have mattress
What vacachache? If today the criterion has died!
Vale Jesus the same as a thief
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Tita Merello Lyrics – Quevachache
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Release Year: 1998