Buen Día Benito [English translation]

Good morning, Benito,

I just came to meet you,

(I wanna see you).

Morning, Benito! do you remember about me?

I'm that one who used to play with you in kindergarten,

I've been searching and looking for you, obsessed to see you,

I'm glad I've finally found you.

Do you remember now? you came home at any time,

you ate from my berries,

when you had some left, you would take them home because a bon viveur forced you to,

and you didn't even know if that woman was your mother or your tutoress.

Do you know who I am?

that one to whom you spoiled a cowboys movie's end,

and I'm the owner of the Tolstoi's book

on which you pasted a playboy girl as a cover,

I remember it as it had happened today.

And it's not from so long ago that summer you stole me an airplane,

you went on and got out of my house with no subtlety with my siamese cat,

my joystick, my rubik cube,

and a Meccano piece.

Good morning, Benito!

I just came to meet you,

(I wanna see you).

Do you recall laughing at my teenager acne?

you acted all manly and you told me sarcastically

"I'll break your face, you faggot,

and you won't be healed even by

the most practical surgeon from Beverly Hills."

And you did it, you hit me in my nose,

do you see this scar? you were cruel,

I didn't get ten stitches, I got a thousand!

and now I'm a simile of Nazca Lines,

in the cold of Alaska or the heat of Brazil.

Try to remember, you stole my girlfriend in high school,

I loved her and you took her to your bed

with whatever tale,

and for being a scumbag, I made the cross to you

while you made the V for victory,

those are not theories of mine,

it was you who tempted my brother with that junk,

you had too much cowardice and you lacked decency,

when you saw him trembling, struggling with abstinence.

Good morning, Benito!

I just came to meet you,

(I wanna see you).

Have you forgotten that your father was the boss of mine,

and for the sake of it,

he fired him from his job in that very cold winter?

it gives me chills when that mess is brought up,

because that's when I learned that men also cry.

And then, why did you call 911 that day?

you told me not to talk and you reported me to the police,

you were guilty, I was innocent,

and you said that the incident was my fault.

But today I have a meeting with justice,

and it won't be in vain,

I've prayed so much to my dear virgin and San Cayetano to find you,

that after this visit, we'll surely get even.

Good morning, Benito!

I just came to meet you.

• Artist:El Cuarteto de Nos
• Album:Porfiado (2012)