Текст и перевод песни Ricardo Arjona - Si el Norte Fuera el Sur

Si el Norte Fuera el Sur

El norte sus Mc Donald′s, basketball, y rock and roll
Sus topless, sus madonnas y el abdomen de Stallone
Intelectuales del bronceado
Eruditos de supermercado

Tienen todo pero nada lo han pagado
Con 18 eres un niño para un trago en algun bar
Pero ya eres todo un hombre para la guerra y pa' matar
Viva vietnam y que viva forres gump
Viva Wall Street y que viva Donald Trump

Viva el Seven Eleven
Polvean su nariz y usan jeringa en los bolcillos
Viajan con mariguana para entender la situación
De este juez del planeta que lanza una invitación

Cortaselo a tu marido y ganaras reputación
Las barras y las estrellas se adueñan de mi bandera
Y nuestra libertad no es otra cosa que una ramera
Y si la deuda externa nos robo la primavera
Al diablo la geografia se acabaron las fronteras

Si el norte fuera el sur
Serian los sioux los marginados
Ser moreno y chaparrito seria el look mas cotizado
Narcos seria el rambo mexicano
Y Cindy Crawford la menchu de mis paisanos
Reagan seria somoza
Fidel seria un atleta corriendo bolsas por Wall Street
Y el Che′ haria hamburgesas al estilo double meat
Los Yankees de mojados a Tijuana

Y las balsas de Miami a la Habana
Si el norte fuera el sur
Seriamos igual o tal vez un poco peor
Con las malvinas por Groenlandia
Y en Guatemala un Disneylandia

Y un Simon Bolivar rompiendo su secreto
Alli les va la 187 fuera los Yankiees por decreto
Las barras y las estrellas se adueñan de mi bandera
Y nuestra libertad no es otra cosa que una ramera

Y si la deuda externa nos robo la primavera
Al diablo la geografia se acabaron las fronteras
Si el norte fuera el sur
Seria la misma porqueria
Yo cantaria un rap
Y esta cancion no existiria

If North Were South

The north with its Mc Donald's, basketball, and rock and roll
Its topless, its Madonnas and the abdomen of Stallone
Intellectuals of the tan
Scholars of the supermarket

They have everything but haven't paid for anything
At 18 you're a child for a drink at a bar
But you're already a man for war and killing
Long live Vietnam and long live Forrest Gump
Long live Wall Street and long live Donald Trump

Long live the Seven Eleven
Powder their noses and use syringes in their pockets
Travel with marijuana to understand the situation
Of this judge of the planet who sends an invitation

Cut it off for your husband and you'll gain a reputation
The stars and stripes take over my flag
And our freedom is nothing but a prostitute
And if the foreign debt stole our spring
To the devil with geography, borders are gone

If north were south
The Sioux would be the outcasts
Being dark and short would be the most sought-after look
Narcos would be the Mexican Rambo
And Cindy Crawford the Menchu of my countrymen
Reagan would be Somoza
Fidel would be an athlete running bags on Wall Street
And Che would make hamburgers double meat style
The Yankees would go to Tijuana

And the rafts from Miami to Havana
If north were south
We would be the same or perhaps a little worse
With the Falklands for Greenland
And a Disneylandia in Guatemala

And a Simon Bolivar breaking his secret
There goes the 187 out with the Yankees by decree
The stars and stripes take over my flag
And our freedom is nothing but a prostitute

And if the foreign debt stole our spring
To the devil with geography, borders are gone
If north were south
It would be the same crap
I would sing a rap
And this song wouldn't exist