Nacio pa' la alegría [English translation]

He was born for joy,

never despises potatoes,

sometimes he suffers agonies,

the soul sells cheap.

He gets up every day

wanting to go to the square

manias are removed

with the fire of a mixed drink.

Let them say that it is already daytime,

let the dawn die,

let the last breeze blow,

last hour poisoned.

Go to bed at noon

with a pretty face

thinking of a thousand nonsense

looking for the bed on all fours.

A lost look

dilated pupils,

here there is no God who laughs,

damn the early light.

Because one when it is bundled,

he is fooled by dawn,

and the nine symphonies

can be heard from the pillow.

And the truth is, nothing goes wrong for that guy

because he knows that time is running away,

and roll up the windows and start blowing

the air of the light of dawn.

A night of pack,

when he left his house,

It was a very cold night,

even rats froze.

I found him asleep,

very covered in frost,

come, it's very cold,

go quickly to the house.

You shouldn't have gone out,

that you have been going for a long time,

I find you very much

my soul shrinks.

And the truth is, nothing goes wrong for that guy

because he knows that time is running away,

and roll up the windows and start blowing

the air of the light of dawn.

• Artist:Estopa