Singer: Roberto FIRPOComposer: Carlos Di SarliAuthor: Conrado Nalé Roxlo
Lyrics
No andés afligido, por falta de fe Que el día es de oro, la noche, un platal, Moneda es la vida que pronto se acaba Gastarla cantando, es saber gastar. Si vas para viejo, hacete el otario Teñite las canas de verde y carmín, Las copas amargas, tomalas de un trago Las dulces, despacio, beber es vivir. Dicen que el trabajo Da salud. Y bueno: Que busque trabajo Quien se sienta mal. Yo tomo, yo pido, Yo bailo, yo juego, Yo canto, yo duermo Pa´ qué trabajar. Que siga en la noria Moliendo sus penas, Aquel que por cuerdo Se ríe de mí. Yo soy loco lindo No tengo cadenas, Ni voy a velorios: Soy loco feliz. Si amor te ha clavado, su espina traidora No hagas cara fea, a iglesia y civil, Casate tranquilo y cuando se acabe La miel de la luna, enviudá y seguí. Seguí tu camino cantando a la vida Que es copa servida de amable licor, Y nunca te olvides, si acaso garúa Que no hay un paraguas como el buen humor.
English translation
Do not be afflicted for lack of faith. For the day is gold, the night is a platinum, Life is money, and it will soon be over. To spend it singing, is to know how to spend. If you're going to be an old man, be an otarian Dye your gray hair green and carmine, The bitter glasses, drink them in one gulp. The sweet ones, slowly, to drink is to live. They say that work Gives health. And good: Let him look for work Whoever feels bad. I drink, I beg, I dance, I play, I sing, I sleep Why work. Let him continue on the Ferris wheel Grinding his sorrows, He who for his sanity Laughs at me. I'm crazy cute I have no chains, Nor do I go to wakes: I am crazy happy. If love has stuck in you, its treacherous thorn Don't make an ugly face, to church and civil, Marry quietly and when the honey of the moon The honey of the moon, be widowed and go on. Go on your way singing to life Which is a cup poured of kindly liquor, And never forget, if it should rain. That there is no umbrella like good humor.