Ay laralá, ay laralá
Ay laralá, ay laralá
Ay laralá, ay laralá
Ay laralá, ay laralá
I am the adventurer
The world matters to me little
When a woman pleases me
Pleases me in spite of everything
I like the tall ones and the small ones
The thin ones, the fat ones and the tiny ones
Single ones and widows and divorcees
The little darlings with pretty faces enchant me
And for that reason I come here
Singing with my song
I am the adventurer
Pure heart
Ay laralá ….
Stop the music!
The world matters little to me
I make of myself what I want
I am honest and a good friend
The spree goer most sincere
I play cards and know how to go on a spree
It’s the same whether I drink tequila or mescal
Pulquito the same also as champaign
The same whether I dance a tango or a waltz
Also a jarabe or some cha-cha.
I am the adventurer
And to my fathers-in-law I answer
That if they bring their little girls
Look out for them or I will not answer for it
Ay laralá...
I am the adventurer
The world matters to me little
When a woman pleases me
Pleases me in spite of everything
I like the tall ones and the small ones
The thin ones, the fat ones and the tiny ones
The little darlings with pretty faces enchant me
I like the mothers-in-law who are not jealous
The little darlings a bit slippery
Who may have brothers who aren’t jealous
Who may have boyfriends with silly faces
I like life, love enchants me
I am the spree going adventurer.
And for that reason I have the soul
Of a troubadour and a bohemian
I am the adventurer
Good afternoon and we’ll see each other over there.
Ay laralá ….
I am the adventurer.