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Singer: Francisco CANAROComposer: Antonio ScatassoAuthor: Manuel Romero

More by Francisco CANARO

Lyrics
Nació por ahí, cerca 'e la quema,
y desde chica ya demostró
no haber nacido pa' ser decente
¡con la carita que Dios le dio!
Sentó con fama de motinera,
en los bailongos se prodigó
y en cuanto tuvo catorce abriles
la limousine de un bacán la remolcó.

Empilchada,
la boca pintada,
cepillo de dientes,
las uñas lustradas.
Hoy vive en Corrientes,
muy bien instalada,
con baño caliente,
como una cocot.
Enviciada,
tomando pavadas
porque es deprimente
no andar endrogada
como anda la gente
que es bien educada.
Hasta hoy olvidó
quien la engendró.

La vida la ha estropeado un poco,
se da la biaba en lo de Moussión,
siempre anda loca por algún pibe,
y llora y bate: ya se acabó.
A veces sueña con el pasado,
vivir de nuevo, dar marcha atrás...
No hay caso, vieja: naciste en Boedo
pero en Corrientes es clavao que morirás.
English translation
She was born over there, near the burn,
and since she was a little girl
she wasn't born to be decent
with the little face God gave her!
She had a reputation as a troublemaker,
she was lavished in the dances
and as soon as she was fourteen years old
the limousine of a bacán towed her.

Piled up,
her mouth painted,
toothbrush,
nails polished.
Today she lives in Corrientes,
very well installed,
with a hot bath,
like a cocotte.
Enraptured,
drinking nonsense
because it's depressing
not to go around stoned
as people who are well educated
who are well educated.
To this day she has forgotten
who gave birth to her.

Life has spoiled her a little,
she hangs out at Moussión's place,
she's always crazy about some kid,
and cries and bats: it's over.
Sometimes she dreams of the past,
living again, going back to the past...
It's no use, old woman: you were born in Boedo
but you'll die in Corrientes.

The Cabeceo