Pierre Perret - Tonton Cristobal dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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Uncle Cristobal

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CHORUS

Uncle Cristobal has returned
Pesos and ingots, his ass is full of them1
The hypocritical family shouts 'long live the bearded guy'
Uncle Cristobal has returned

We, his little nephews, were told that he had fucked off
To South America, without a dime, completely disheveled
'My children, may the Virgin Mary smite us all
Rather than to see his ugly mug ever again'
In Buenos-Aires he was trading
Who knows what
He came back with his fortune made
And full of pretty gifts
A doll that pees and blows its nose
And with breasts you can blow up with your mouth

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Since our uncle came back we've been smoking marijuana
We roll joints everywhere and our parents never say a thing
In the morning, after drinking our chocolate milk, we chew tobacco
And we spit it six feet away like they do in Mexico
He was a guerrilla leader and hard as a flint dagger
He beat José Corral2 in a knife fight on a solex3
Cut from the ear to the mouth
That other guy got a beautiful fly trough

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I'll describe him to you now, he's small, cute
His exhaust pipe is pretty close to the grass
From his feet to his nose, he's full of scars
And full of painkillers in the sausage drawer
With his big ears he always knows where the wind is coming from
He only has one gold tooth just on the front of his mouth
'Cristobal, you smell a bit like a goat'
Said my mother, trying to kiss him anyway

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Uncle died one day for having forgotten to breathe
This fatal distraction made us, his friends, cry
Ashamed to see our parents joking
Around his still warm carcass
But since then a ghost has been punishing this ungrateful family
Whenever these bullies kick our butts black and blue
He comes at night to pull on my mother's feet
And she immediately slaps my father in the face

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Uncle Cristobal has returned
Pesos and ingots
Nothing will be lost
Because his will leaves all the money to his nephews
Uncle Cristobal has returned

1. Literally 'his ass is embroidered with them'.
2. Argentinian politician.
3. Bicycle.

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