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A mí no me den consejos

Singer: Francisco CANAROComposer: Francisco Canaro y Luis RiccardiAuthor: Francisco Canaro y Juan Andrés Caruso

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Lyrics
Todo el mundo tiene el bien de aconsejarme
como a pibe que ha faltado a sus deberes.
Me aconsejan que debía de cuidarme
y no ven que es suicidarme renunciar a mis placeres.
Me aconsejan que no gaste, que no chupe,
que no juegue ni una ficha a la ruleta
y que guarde lo que el viejo me dejó.
Pero yo quiero el escabio y las pebetas,
¡lo demás son fantasía del poeta Campoamor!

A mí no me den consejos,
¡Denme plata, mucha plata!
Quiero derrochar la vida
gozando mi juventud.
A mí no me den consejos,
déjenme de esas macanas.
¡Qué me importa del mañana,
si hoy soy, con plata y salud,
más feliz que bataclana
que ha triunfado en su debut!

Yo conozco más de cuatro que con vento
pretendieron llevar una vida seria,
los cacharon, ahí nomás p'al casamiento,
y, a pesar de todo el vento, pasan vida de miseria.
Yo no soy un candidato p'al casorio,
y me siento muy feliz y acomodado
con los miles que de los viejos heredé.
Y oigan bien: ¡Ya me tienen muy cansado
los que dicen que algún día me voy a quedar de a pie!
English translation
Everyone is kind enough to give me advice
like a boy who has failed in his duties.
They advise me to take care of myself
and they do not see that it is suicide to renounce to my pleasures.
They advise me not to spend, not to suck,
not to play even a chip at roulette
and to keep what the old man left me.
But I want the escabio and the pebetas,
the rest is the fantasy of the poet Campoamor!

Don't give me advice,
Give me money, lots of money!
I want to waste my life
enjoying my youth.
Don't give me advice,
leave me alone with that stuff.
What do I care about tomorrow,
if today I am, with money and health,
happier than a bataclana
who has triumphed in her debut!

I know more than four who with wind
pretended to lead a serious life,
they were caught, just there for the wedding,
and, in spite of all the luck, they live a life of misery.
I am not a candidate for marriage,
and I feel very happy and comfortable
with the thousands that I inherited from my elders.
And listen well: I'm already very tired of those who say
those who say that someday I'm going to stay on my feet!

The Cabeceo