La papita - Bersuit Vergarabat

Recuerdo aquellos aos

Cuando estaba tu colita,

Envuelta en pantaln blanco,

Era un plato de comida.

Discutiamos en el auto problemas de filosofia:

Cuando llegaba a mi casa qu me hacia?:

Una papita, una papita,

Una papita, una papita.

Pasaron muchos aos y no te decidias,

Entre tantas discusiones te desnudaste un dia,

Y en los lagos de Palermo me entregaste tu comida:

Cuando pienso en ese dia: qu me hago?

Una papita, una papita,

Una papita, una papita.

Se fueron unos meses y no sentias,

Tenias en el cuerpo a la iglesia y a tu familia.

De repente una explosin y vieran como gemias,

Cuando escucho aquella musica, qu me hago?

Una papita, una papita,

Una papita, una papita.

El amor es muy loco, si luchas se domestica,

Siempre hago cosas raras, para no dejar un dia

Sin sentir aquellas cosas que hacen linda a la vida,

Por eso hoy pienso en vos y me hago:

Una papita, una papita,

Una papita, una papita.

I remember those years

when your little tail was,

wrapped in white pants,

It was a plate of food.

Let's discuss in the car problems of philosophy:

When he came home, what did he do to me?:

A chip, a chip,

A chip, a chip.

Many years passed and you couldn't decide,

Between so many discussions you undressed one day,

And in the lakes of Palermo you gave me your food:

When I think about that day: what do I do?

A chip, a chip,

A chip, a chip.

They were gone for a few months and you didn't feel,

You had the church and your family in your body.

Suddenly an explosion and they saw how you moaned,

When I listen to that music, what do I do?

A chip, a chip,

A chip, a chip.

Love is very crazy, if you fight it becomes domestic,

I always do strange things, not to leave a day

Without feeling those things that make life beautiful,

That's why today I think of you and I do:

A chip, a chip,

A chip, a chip.