Moneda de Cobre

Your old man was a blond, drunk, and shady
Your mama was black with lips so bold
Mulatto, born with eyes so blue
And hair so black, like coal
You grew up in the mud of a poor neighborhood
Turned twenty in a cabaret
Now they call you a copper coin
'Cause old and sad, you're worth so little

Copper coin
I know you were beautiful once
With your pink wings
I saw you fly, butterfly
And then I saw you fall
Mud coin
You danced the tango so well
How lovely you were back then
Like a bronze queen
At the 'Folies Berger'

That sad neighborhood of mud and tin
Just like your life disappeared
Twenty years have passed, dear mulatto
Your parents are gone, the streetlight's dim
Maybe on the corner you'll stay lost
Looking for the house where you were born
Keep going, don't stop, don't show the wound
Don't cry, mulatto, what's the use!