Te Estan Buscando - Rubén Blades, Willie Colón

Cuida’o en el barrio

Cuida’o en la acera

Cuida’o en la calle

Cuida’o donde quiera

Que te andan buscando

Por tu mala maña de irte sin pagar

Por tu mala maña de irte sin pagar

Yo te lo dije, canallón

Te iba a salir cara

Todo el mundo ya sabe tu historia

Todo el barrio sabe la verdad

Que jugaste un dinero y perdiste

Y te fuiste sin antes pagar

Cuida’o en el barrio

Cuida’o en la acera

Cuida’o en la calle

Cuida’o donde quiera

Que te andan buscando

Por tu mala maña de irte sin pagar

Por tu mala maña de irte sin pagar

Por tu mala maña de irte sin pagar

Has viola’o las reglas del dominó

Que dicen que el mirón es de palo

Chico malo y ahora

Hoy te van a castigar

Es que te anda buscando

Un carro de antena larga

Lleno e' gente, lente oscuro

Los de la seguridad

Te andan buscando unos tipos

Que cuando eran niños su mamá no los quería

Su papá tampoco y ahora que son adultos viven repartiendo bofeta’a

Pau, pau, parua…

Pau, pau, parua…

Pau, pau, parua…

Pau, pau, parua…

Olor a hombre

Hay una peste a hombre en la calle Salsipuedes

Por tu culpa camará

Te andan buscando unos tipos

Pa' amarrarte a una silla

Echarte encima un balde de agua fría y un chin de electricidad

Por tu mala maña has dejado la esquina del barrio tan caliente

Que ahora uno ahí no se puede allí parar

Si llega el gobierno empujando ciudadanos

Y pidiéndole a to' el mundo su cartón de identidad

Por tu mala maña

Me lo dijo pana Madame Calalú

Que algo malo iba a pasar

Otra vez suavecito por el barrio pasa

Despacito el carro los de la seguridad

care in the neighborhood

Take care on the sidewalk

Take care on the street

Take care wherever you want

What are they looking for you?

For your bad habit of leaving without paying

For your bad habit of leaving without paying

I told you, gutter

it was going to cost you

Everyone already knows your story

The whole neighborhood knows the truth

That you played some money and lost

And you left without first paying

care in the neighborhood

Take care on the sidewalk

Take care on the street

Take care wherever you want

What are they looking for you?

For your bad habit of leaving without paying

For your bad habit of leaving without paying

For your bad habit of leaving without paying

You have violated the rules of dominoes

They say that the voyeur is made of wood

bad boy and now

Today they are going to punish you

It's that he's looking for you

A long antenna car

Full of people, dark lens

The security guys

Some guys are looking for you

That when they were kids their mom didn't love them

Neither did her father and now that they are adults they live handing out slaps

Wow, wow, wow...

Wow, wow, wow...

Wow, wow, wow...

Wow, wow, wow...

smell of man

There is a stink to man in the street Salsipuedes

because of you camera

Some guys are looking for you

To tie you to a chair

Throw a bucket of cold water and a chin of electricity on you

By your bad habit you have left the corner of the neighborhood so hot

That now one cannot stop there

If the government arrives pushing citizens

And asking the world for their identity card

for your bad morning

Corduroy Madame Calalú told me

that something bad was going to happen

Once again softly through the neighborhood passes

Slowly the car of the security