El Juicio Del Ganso
La Renga
The Goose's Trial
From walking so much on the ledge
Maybe one day I could fall
From trusting so much
In my luck and my conquests
On the bar's coat rack, I ended up later
Not accepting the job of a saint
And for laughing at your silly love song
Not compromising with heaven and hell
Maybe they'll confiscate my heart
And who will share my sorrow?
And my exile from civilization
Maybe I'll die hating you and understanding you at the same time
That from all I could have done for you
You'll give away my soul to the highest bidder
From playing the grasshopper so much
Maybe winter will surprise me
From trusting to always have
Someone at hand
Without bread and without cake, the party ends later
And one reaps what one sows, they say
And a ship without a rudder is dangerous
But whoever lays hands on this trial
Will never know that satisfied
The goose died
Who will share my sorrow?
And my exile from civilization
Maybe I'll die hating you and understanding you at the same time
That from all I could have done for you
You'll give away my soul to the highest bidder
