La Eche En Un Carrito

I come to tell the one who didn't know how to love me
What a blast to your mother
I'm going to abandon her

I put it in a cart
That they were going to throw it away
Far far away
Where it won't stink

But my pride is that I don't know how to beg
What a blast to your mother
I'm going to abandon her

I gave him a passport
So that he could go for a walk
Up north
Over there, it has to stay

But my pride is that I don't know how to beg
What a blast to your mother
I'm going to abandon her

Those loves that have never been sincere
They suffer misfortune
Of the sad loneliness

I made him a violin
A harp and a guitar
So that he would leave
His defeat, to be regretted

But my pride is that I don't know how to beg
What a blast to your mother
And make her crazy again