Lyrics and translation Julio Iglesias - Yira...Yira

Yira...Yira

Enrique Santos Discépolo Cuando la suerte qu'es grela
Fayando y fayando
Te largue parao...
Cuando estés bien en la vía,
Sin rumbo, desesperao...
Cuando no tengas ni fe,
Ni yerba de ayer
Secándose al sol...
Cuando rajés los tamangos
Buscando ese mango
Que te haga morfar...
La indiferencia del mundo
Que es sordo y es mudo
Recién sentirás.
Verás que todo es mentira,
Verás que nada es amor,
Que al mundo nada le importa.
¡Yira!...¡Yira!
Aunque te quiebre la vida
Aunque te muerda un dolor,
No esperes nunca una ayuda,
Ni una mano, ni un favor.
Cuando estén secas las pilas
De todos los timbres
Que vos apretás,
Buscando un pecho fraterno
Para morir abrazao...
Cuando te dejen tirao,
Después de cinchar,
Lo mismo que a mí...
Cuando manyés que a tu lado
Se prueban la ropa
Que vas a dejar...
Te acordarás de este otario
Que un día, cansado,
Se puso a ladrar.

Yira...Yira

Enrique Santos Discépolo When fate, which is an unreliable guide,
Keeps letting you down,
Leaving you stranded...
When you're way off track,
Aimlessly wandering, in despair...
When you have no faith left,
Not even yesterday's grass,
To dry in the sun...
When you wear out your shoes,
Searching for a way,
To put food on your plate...
The world's indifference,
Deaf and dumb,
That's when you'll really feel it.
You'll see that everything's a lie,
You'll see that love is a sham,
That the world couldn't care less.
Yira!...Yira!
Even if life breaks you,
Even if pain bites,
Don't ever expect help,
Not a helping hand, nor a favor.
When the batteries run dry
Of all the doorbells
That you keep ringing,
Searching for a friendly chest
To die in its embrace...
When you're left alone,
After pulling your weight,
Just like me...
When you realize that people around you
Are trying on the clothes
That you're going to leave behind...
You'll remember this fool,
Who one day, weary,
Couldn't help but bark.