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I already know that the world was and will be a piece of shit.
In 510 and in 2000 too
There have always been crooks, Machiavellians, and swindlers.
Happy and bitter, values and double
But the twentieth century is a display
No one can deny his insolent wickedness anymore.
We live wallowing in a meringue
And in the same mud, everyone helps each other.
Today it turns out that being honest is the same as being a traitor.
Ignorant, wise, crook, pretentious, swindler
Everything is the same, nothing is better.
The same goes for a donkey as for a great teacher
There are no postponements, what else could there be, and no ranking.
The immoral have made us all equal.
If one lives in deceit
And another strives in his ambition
It doesn't matter if he's a priest or a mattress salesman
King of clubs, scoundrel, or stowaway
What's going to happen?
What a lack of respect, what an affront to reason
Anyone can be a gentleman, anyone can be a thief.
Mixed with Toscanini, Scarface and Napoleon
And I'm even Marimón, Gatica and San Martín
Just like in the disrespectful window display of the pawnshops
Life has been intertwined and wounded by a rivetless sword
See the Bible crying next to a water heater
Twentieth century, a problematic and feverish hodgepodge
He who doesn't cry doesn't get fed, and he who doesn't steal is a fool.
Go ahead, go for it
We'll meet there in the oven
Don't think about it anymore, just step aside.
Nobody cares if you were born honest
If it's the same person who works
Night and day like an ox
He who lives off crumbs
The one who kills, the one who heals, or the one who is outside the law
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