Lyrics and translation Cornelio Reyná - El Guiri Guiri

El Guiri Guiri

Tengo un compadre que parece comadre, le gusta y le encanta, el guiri guiri
Y los pericos ya le sacan la vuelta, parece que trae la lengua suelta,
Toda la gente al mirarlo se esconde, no quieren saber nada, del guiri guiri
Pobre compadre se esta volviendo loco, parece que la vida, le importa poco

Ay viene el guiri guiri, grita la gente, como que viene loco o viene cuete
Ay viene el guiri guiri, grita la gente, como que viene loco o viene cuete
Ay viene el guiri guiri, grita la gente, como que viene loco o viene cuete
Ay viene el guiri guiri, grita la gente, como que viene loco o viene cuete

(MUSICA)

Tengo un compadre que parece comadre, le gusta y le encanta, el guiri guiri
Y los pericos ya le sacan la vuelta, parece que trae la lengua suelta,
Toda la gente al mirarlo se esconde, no quieren saber nada, del guiri guiri
Pobre compadre se esta volviendo loco, parece que la vida, le importa poco

Ay viene el guiri guiri, grita la gente, como que viene loco o viene cuete
Ay viene el guiri guiri, grita la gente, como que viene loco o viene cuete
Ay viene el guiri guiri, grita la gente, como que viene loco o viene cuete
Ay viene el guiri guiri, grita la gente, como que viene loco o viene cuete

El Guiri Guiri

My buddy acts more like a woman, he loves indulging in the guiri guiri
Even the parrots have turned their backs on him, his tongue flapping in the wind,
Folks hide when they see him coming, they don't want no part of the guiri guiri
My poor friend is losing his mind, life seems to mean so little to him

Oh, here comes the guiri guiri, people shout, as if he's crazy or on fire
Oh, here comes the guiri guiri, people shout, as if he's crazy or on fire
Oh, here comes the guiri guiri, people shout, as if he's crazy or on fire
Oh, here comes the guiri guiri, people shout, as if he's crazy or on fire

(MUSIC)

My buddy acts more like a woman, he loves indulging in the guiri guiri
Even the parrots have turned their backs on him, his tongue flapping in the wind,
Folks hide when they see him coming, they don't want no part of the guiri guiri
My poor friend is losing his mind, life seems to mean so little to him

Oh, here comes the guiri guiri, people shout, as if he's crazy or on fire
Oh, here comes the guiri guiri, people shout, as if he's crazy or on fire
Oh, here comes the guiri guiri, people shout, as if he's crazy or on fire
Oh, here comes the guiri guiri, people shout, as if he's crazy or on fire