Gallo Viejo

What were you doing the other night, you old shark,
riding in a car down Alvear Avenue?
Without a group... what a babe you had! No wonder
everyone was staring at you as you passed by:
"Wow! What a couple! Hey, old man, where are you going
with that real babe that makes you sigh?..."
And so, from mouth to mouth,
things were being said...
They didn't bother you
but they made me mad...

Old Rooster
you have too many thorns...
keep on wasting
that tempting wind...
Old Rooster in life
you're truly a King of Gold!
You buy kisses
from all of them...
and then forget them...

Isn't it crappy the art of chatting?...
What do those things want from you, if you're cool?...
They say that girl just wants to hook up
walking by your side and who knows what else...
That you're an old perv and you waste the wind
and that you don't even close your eyes for entire nights...
Like old gossipy women
they keep accusing you
and say that you're hiding
the years you've lived...