Pato (Poor Man)

Music: Ramón Collazo
Lyrics: Ramón Collazo
Translation: Felipe & Ayano
Recorded by Carlos Gardel in 1928

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Ayer te vi pasar
con aires de bacán
en una "voituret" copera.
Te saludé y vos te hiciste el gil
como si no me conocieras;

llevabas en tu cara blanca de fifí
más polvos que una carretera.
Y fue tal la bronca que agarré
que quise cantarte así:

Pato, fuiste en todo momento.
Pato, aunque quieras despistar.
Seco, hoy tenés apartamento
y te pasan mucho vento
pa' lucirte en el Pigall.

Pato, atorrante, desgraciao,
que peinás a la gomina,
Pato, milonguero y compadrón.

Cuando te dé el espiante la mina
pasarás por nuestra esquina
a mangar para el bullón.

De lo que fuiste ayer ya nada te quedó
muchacho rante de mi barrio,
y quién te vio como te he visto yo
manya que sos un pobre otario.

Recuerda que la vida de cualquier bacán
es linda cuando anda en la buena
y si un día la suerte no va,
al suburbio volverás.

Pato, atorrante, desgraciao,
que peinás a la gomina,
Pato, milonguero y compadrón.

Cuando te dé el espiante la mina
pasarás por nuestra esquina
a mangar para el buyón.

English 

Yesterday I saw you passing
with the attitude of a fat cat
in a luxury car.
I greeted you and you dismissed it
as if you didn’t know me;

You had on your posh white face
more powder than dust on the road.
And it upset me so much
that I wanted to sing to you like this:

Poor, you were all the time.
Poor, although you try to disguise it.
Broke, you have an apartment today
and they give you a lot of money
to show off at the Pigalle.

Poor, lazy bum, rogue,
hair slicked back with gel,
Poor, you are a boastful party goer.

Whenever the girl leaves you
you will come to our corner
to steal to eat.

Of what you were yesterday nothing is left,
a bum from my neighborhood,
and who has seen you as I have!
Look, you’re just a fool.

Remember that the life of any moneybags
is nice while things go well
but if one day you’re not lucky anymore
you’ll return to the slum.

Poor, lazy bum, rogue,
hair slicked back with gel,
Poor, you are a boastful party goer.

Whenever the girl leaves you
you will come to our corner
to steal to eat.