Al cielo no (2003)
El Cuarteto de Nos
Not to heaven (2003)
It turns out that I grabbed and decided to kill myself
Because there was nothing left to hold on to
It's not that I'm a depressed guy
But not even a drugged Superman was going to save me
One thing was very clear to me
I wasn't going to go to heaven even if they gave me money
Hell was a wonder to me
Reincarnated in Cordon Bleu or Sanchez Padilla
So yeah, yeah, I was going to ask
That I did not intend to go to heaven
And let's see who I had to go talk to
That I had a wedge in Uruguay
So no, no, please
Not to heaven
I had always imagined heaven
Like when a cartoon died
Like some horrible painting by Michelangelo
Or like the paradise that Dante told about
But who convinced me that heaven was a mess?
Although I already had a little hatred for him
These were the words of my grandmother Popa
When he appeared to me playing the cup
And he said: Look at my love
Here in heaven everything is terrifying
Because there is no pool and there are no peanuts
Nor any bar where you can drink anise
So no, no, please
Not to heaven
By chance I found out that eternity
It lasts a long time, and sometimes longer
And I can't stand it all going on
Sitting on a cloud like a bladder
Playing the harp badly and out of tune
Surrounded by little angels always peeing
Brushing cobwebs off my genitals
Because there all the oriental virgins are
I'd rather be in hell
Even if I had to endure
To Rivera, Oribe and Garzón
And the Peñarol fans
So no, no, please
Not to heaven