Lyrics of Tupamaro - El Cuarteto de Nos

Tupamaro (original)

Soy un guacho del 63
El barrio palermo fue el que me vio crecer
Y ah conoc al mago pantalen
Que vive ac abajo por la calle yaguarn
Y una vuelta que andbamos remamados
Dijo, yo te puedo hacer que viajes al pasado
Con la celeste dar la vuelta en el 50
O ser un tupamaro de los 60
Tupamaro
Tupamaro
No me equivoqu
Tupamaro
Yo quise ser
Tupamaro
Le ped al mago
Viaj en el tiempo y ca sin que nadie espere
Casi me confunden con amodio perez
Les cont que del futuro yo vena
Y que pa cambiarlo junto a ellos luchara
Al poco tiempo la mala suerte fue tal
Que marchamos todos en cana al penal
Nos pusimos a excavar con pala y pico
Para rajar de la tortura de los milicos
Tupamaro
Tupamaro
No me equivoqu
Tupamaro
Yo quise ser
Tupamaro
Le ped al mago
Les cont que la pasaramos muy mal
Si la revolucin no llegaba a ganar
Pero el hechizo termin al llegar a la meta
Escapando por el tnel de punta carretas
Y al regresar entre mis ropas encontr
La famosa bandera de los treinta y tres
Los fachos que aun la buscan no saben el secreto
Que la bandera est en el bombo del cuarteto
Tupamaro
Tupamaro
No me equivoqu
Tupamaro
Siempre quise ser
Tupamaro
Le ped al mago
Tupamaro
Tupamaro
Soy tupamaro

(translation)

I'm a guacho from 63
The Palermo neighborhood was the one that saw me grow up
And ah I met the pantalen magician
who lives down the street yaguarn
And one lap that we were finished off
He said, I can make you travel to the past
With the light blue turn around at 50
Or be a tupamaro from the 60s
Tupamaro
Tupamaro
I wasn't wrong
Tupamaro
I wanted to be
Tupamaro
I asked the magician
Travel in time and without anyone waiting
They almost confused me with amodio perez
I told them that I came from the future
And that to change it together with them he will fight
In a short time, bad luck was such
That we all march in jail to prison
We began to dig with a shovel and pick
To crack the torture of the soldiers
Tupamaro
Tupamaro
I wasn't wrong
Tupamaro
I wanted to be
Tupamaro
I asked the magician
I told them that we had a very bad time
If the revolution did not win
But the spell ended when I reached the goal
Escaping through the Punta Carretas tunnel
And when I returned among my clothes I found
The famous flag of thirty-three
The fachos who are still looking for her don't know the secret
That the flag is on the bass drum of the quartet
Tupamaro
Tupamaro
I wasn't wrong
Tupamaro
I always wanted to be
Tupamaro
I asked the magician
Tupamaro
Tupamaro
I am tupamaro