Carlos Gardel — Chorra song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Chorra" by Carlos Gardel.
Lyrics
Por ser bueno me pusiste a la miseria
Me dejaste en la palmera
Me afanaste hasta el color
En seis meses me comiste el mercadito
La casiya de la feria
La ganchera el mostrador
Chorra me robaste hasta el amor
Ahura tanto me asusta una mina
Que si en la calle me afila
Me pongo al lao del boton
Lo que mas bronca me da Es haber sido tan gil
Hace un mes me desayuno
Con loque sabido ayer
No era a mi que me cachaban
Tus rebusques de mujer
Hoy me entero que tu mama
Noble viuda de un guerrero
Es la chorra de mas fama
Que ha pisao la treinta y tres
Y he sabido que el guerrero
Que murio lleno de honor
Ni murio ni fue guerrero
Como me engrupiste vos
Esta en cana prontuariado
Como agente e la camorra
Profesor de cachiporra
Malandrin y estafador
Entre todos me pelaron con la cero
Tu silueta fue el anzuelo
Donde me fui a ensartar
Se tragaron vos la viuda y el guerrero
Lo que me costo diez años
De paciencia y de yugar
Chorra vos tu vieja y tu papa
Guarda cuidensen porque anda suelta
Si los cacha los da vuelta
No les da tiempo a rajar
Lo que mas bronca me da Es haber sido tan gil
Lyrics translation
For being good you put me in misery
You left me in the palm tree.
You pushed me to the color
In six months, you ate my market.
The casiya of the fair
The hook the counter
Bitch you stole from me to love
Ahura so scared me a mine
That if on the street sharpens me
I put the lao of the button
What gives me the most scorn is to have been so gil
A month ago I had breakfast
With what I knew yesterday
It wasn't me they were chasing.
Your woman pranks
Today I find out that your mom
Noble widow of a warrior
It's the most famous bitch
Who has stepped thirty-three
And I've known that the warrior
Who died full of honor
Neither died nor was he a warrior
How you made me fat
He's in cana ready
As agent and the camorra
Teacher of blackjack
Rascal and con man
All of them had me skinned with zero.
Your silhouette was the hook
Where I went to string
You swallowed the widow and the warrior
What cost me ten years
Of patience and of yugar
Fuck your old lady and your dad
Keep an eye out ' cause it's loose.
If he picks them up, he turns them around.
Doesn't give them time to crack
What gives me the most scorn is to have been so gil