Lyrics and translation Moneda Dura - Callejero
Y
yo
no
quiero
su
dinero
And
I
don't
want
your
money
No
quiero
que
me
lleve
al
extranjero
I
don't
want
you
to
take
me
abroad
No
quiero
ir
en
su
carro
a
Varadero
I
don't
want
to
go
to
Varadero
in
your
car
Oiga,
no
se
confunda...
Listen,
don't
get
confused...
Y
yo
no
quiero
su
dinero
And
I
don't
want
your
money
No
quiero
que
me
lleve
al
extranjero
I
don't
want
you
to
take
me
abroad
No
quiero
ir
en
su
carro
a
Varadero
I
don't
want
to
go
to
Varadero
in
your
car
Oiga,
no
se
confunda
Listen,
don't
get
confused
Que
yo
no
soy
un
callejero
Because
I'm
not
a
streetwalker
Ella
subió
al
avión
en
la
mañana
She
got
on
the
plane
in
the
morning
Después
de
9 horas
aterrizó
en
La
Habana
After
9 hours
she
landed
in
Havana
Se
fue
a
hospedar
en
la
casa
de
mi
vecina
She
went
to
stay
at
my
neighbor's
house
La
señora
venía
buscando
golosina
The
lady
was
looking
for
a
good
time
Y
yo
salía
de
mi
casa,
ella
bajaba
la
escalera
And
I
was
leaving
my
house,
she
was
coming
down
the
stairs
Y
me
dijo:
Llévame
a
bailar
la
noche
entera
And
she
said
to
me:
Take
me
dancing
all
night
long
La
señora
pasaba
los
cincuenta
The
lady
was
over
fifty
Pero
le
gustaba
que
yo
no
llegara
a
treinta
But
she
liked
that
I
wasn't
even
thirty
Y
me
dijo:
Vine
a
tu
país
a
vacilar
And
she
said:
I
came
to
your
country
to
have
fun
Y
quiero
que
me
pongas
esta
noche
a
guarachear
And
I
want
you
to
make
me
dance
all
night
long
Tu
me
dices
después
cuanto
te
tengo
que
pagar.
You
tell
me
later
how
much
I
have
to
pay
you.
Y
yo
le
dije:
Usted
se
confundió,
señora
And
I
said:
You're
mistaken,
lady
Échese
pa′
allá
que...
Get
out
of
here
because...
Yo
no
quiero
su
dinero
I
don't
want
your
money
No
quiero
que
me
lleve
al
extranjero
I
don't
want
you
to
take
me
abroad
No
quiero
ir
en
su
carro
a
Varadero
I
don't
want
to
go
to
Varadero
in
your
car
Oiga,
no
se
confunda
Listen,
don't
get
confused
Que
yo
no
soy
un
callejero
Because
I'm
not
a
streetwalker
Yo
no
quiero
su
dinero
I
don't
want
your
money
No
quiero
que
me
lleve
al
extranjero
I
don't
want
you
to
take
me
abroad
No
quiero
ir
en
su
carro
a
Varadero
I
don't
want
to
go
to
Varadero
in
your
car
Oiga,
no
se
confunda
Listen,
don't
get
confused
Que
yo
no
soy
un
callejero
Because
I'm
not
a
streetwalker
Señora,
parece
que
le
dijeron
Lady,
it
seems
they
told
you
Que
aqui
la
gente
corre
That
people
here
run
Cuando
usted
enseña
el
dinero
When
you
show
the
money
Y
piensa
que
por
eso
And
you
think
that's
why
Los
cubanos
somos
menos
Cubans
are
less
Pero
viene
a
guarachar
a
Cuba
But
you
come
to
Cuba
to
dance
Le
gusta
cómo
se
lo
hacemos
You
like
how
we
do
it
Resulta
que
yo
tengo
una
cubana
It
turns
out
I
have
a
Cuban
woman
Con
unos
ojos
negros
With
black
eyes
Más
oscuros
que
un
apagón
en
La
Habana
Darker
than
a
blackout
in
Havana
Me
da
su
cariñito
temprano
en
la
mañana
She
gives
me
her
love
early
in
the
morning
A
la
hora
de
comer
y
también
por
la
madrugada
At
lunchtime
and
also
in
the
early
hours
Usted
se
va
a
su
casa
sin
probar
mi
sabrosura
You're
going
home
without
tasting
my
flavor
Porque
con
su
dinero
no
se
compra
mi
locura
Because
your
money
can't
buy
my
madness
Y
escuche
lo
que
dice
mi
canción
que
yo
And
listen
to
what
my
song
says,
I
No
soy
del
Corte
Inglés,
ni
me
vendo
en
Benetton
I'm
not
from
El
Corte
Inglés,
nor
am
I
sold
in
Benetton
Yo
no
quiero
su
dinero
I
don't
want
your
money
No
quiero
que
me
lleve
al
extranjero
I
don't
want
you
to
take
me
abroad
No
quiero
ir
en
su
carro
a
Varadero
I
don't
want
to
go
to
Varadero
in
your
car
Oiga,
no
se
confunda
Listen,
don't
get
confused
Que
yo
no
soy
un
callejero
Because
I'm
not
a
streetwalker
Yo
no
quiero
su
dinero
I
don't
want
your
money
No
quiero
que
me
lleve
al
extranjero
I
don't
want
you
to
take
me
abroad
No
quiero
ir
en
su
carro
a
Varadero
I
don't
want
to
go
to
Varadero
in
your
car
Oiga,
no
se
confunda
Listen,
don't
get
confused
Que
yo
no
soy
un
callejero
Because
I'm
not
a
streetwalker
Yo
no
quiero
su
dinero
I
don't
want
your
money
No
quiero
que
me
lleve
al
extranjero
I
don't
want
you
to
take
me
abroad
No
quiero
ir
en
su
carro
a
Varadero
I
don't
want
to
go
to
Varadero
in
your
car
Oiga,
no
se
confunda
Listen,
don't
get
confused
Que
yo
no
soy
un
callejero
Because
I'm
not
a
streetwalker
Signora,
non
capici
quel
che
dicho
Signora,
you
don't
understand
what
I'm
saying
Vieni
arribata
e
mi
domanda
per
I
soldi
You
arrive
and
ask
me
for
money
No
capici
che
io
vendo
le
emozioni
You
don't
understand
that
I
sell
emotions
No
hai
abastanza,
ma
il
mio
cuore
You
don't
have
enough,
but
my
heart
Appartiene
a
una
mulata
Belongs
to
a
mulatto
woman
Sonop
cubanl
della
Habana
I'm
Cuban
from
Havana
Della
strada,
pero
non
vendo
per
soldi
From
the
streets,
but
I
don't
sell
myself
for
money
La
mia
anima...
My
soul...
Yo
no
quiero
su
dinero
I
don't
want
your
money
No
quiero
que
me
lleve
al
extranjero
I
don't
want
you
to
take
me
abroad
No
quiero
ir
en
su
carro
a
Varadero
I
don't
want
to
go
to
Varadero
in
your
car
Oiga,
no
se
confunda
Listen,
don't
get
confused
Que
yo
no
soy
un
callejero
Because
I'm
not
a
streetwalker
Yo
no
quiero
su
dinero
I
don't
want
your
money
No
quiero
que
me
lleve
al
extranjero
I
don't
want
you
to
take
me
abroad
No
quiero
ir
en
su
carro
a
Varadero
I
don't
want
to
go
to
Varadero
in
your
car
Oiga,
no
se
confunda
Listen,
don't
get
confused
Que
yo
no
soy
un
callejero
Because
I'm
not
a
streetwalker
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