Trapos sucios - Fito & Fitipaldis

Conozco a un distinguido señor

De esos que creen tener siempre la razón

Es un hombre muy respetado

Su foto cuelga en la pared de un despacho

Confunde el blanco con el negro

Y así le luce siempre el pelo

Y su ambición

La econde en un cajón

Siempre guarda la compostura

Aunque dicen que a su mujer la tortura

Pero no creen que sea un mal tipo

Porque va a misa todos los domingos

Confunde el blanco con el negro…

Quiere subir muy deprisa

Y si le estorbas te aplasta, te pisa

Mira el mundo detrás de un puro

No reconoce tener trapos sucios

Confunde el blanco con el negro…

I know a distinguished gentleman

Of those who believe they are always right

He is a highly respected man

His photo of him hangs on the wall of an office

confuse white with black

And that's how her hair always looks

and your ambition

I hide it in a drawer

He always keeps his composure

Although they say that his wife is tortured by him

But they don't think he's a bad guy

Because he goes to mass every Sunday

Confuse white with black…

He wants to go up real fast

And if you get in the way, it crushes you, it steps on you

See the world behind a cigar

Does not recognize having dirty laundry

Confuse white with black…