The pubs of the Cerrito
are not for rich people;
if anyone triees to get in,
is hard that he finds a place.
Nearby there are headquarters
with a cannon and a colonel.
Chamarrita of the quarters
don't forget there's people outside.
Last night in a party
a milico with guitar,
looking at his chief
was singing this song to him:
"even if he goes for an errand,
a milico is a soldier"
Chamarrita of the milicos
don't forget they're not rich.
The pubs of the Cerrito
are full of milicos
with militar clothing,
and others wear casual:
one thing is one thing
and other thing is other thing.
Chamarrita of the quarters
don't forget there's people outside.
If there's a fuss,
the Blandengues quarters
stay where it is,
each thing in its place;
the milicos are not fools
even if they're useful for everything.
Chamarrita of the milicos
don't forget they're not rich.
The pubs of the Cerrito
are full of milicos
and the singing milico
is singing this song to them:
"When the president comes,
the milicos are not people anymore."
Chamarrita of the quarters
don't forget there's people outside.
When you sing for the milicos
don't forget they're not rich,
and don't have too much pride
don't forget there are other poors.