Translation of the song lyrics Y la Banda Sigue - Cacho Castaña, Los Auténticos Decadentes

Y la Banda Sigue (original)

Había una vez un grupo de amigos en el barrio
Tenían una banda que nunca había tocado
Y querían tocar, para no laburar
Y casi ni ensayaron de una se mandaron
Eran muy caraduras y muy desafinados
¡Y sonaban mal, y tocamos igual!
Y al final del show quien iba a pensar
El público aplaudía pedían una mas…
Al final del show quien iba a pensar
El público aplaudía, pedían una mas…
Y la banda sigue, tocando
Y la banda sigue, cantando
Y la banda sigue, tocando
Y la banda sigue, cantando
Y salieron del barrio valientes mercenarios
Salieron a ganar en cualquier escenario
En el Festipunk, en el Tropical…
En un Bar Mitzvah y en el Luna Park
Todos se divertían, pedían una mas
En un Bar Mitzvah y en el Luna Park
Todos se divertían, pedían una mas
Y la banda sigue, tocando
Y la banda sigue, cantando
Y la banda sigue, tocando
Y la banda sigue, cantando
Y lo cantan todos en la calle y en la cancha
Nadie para esta avalancha de sonido popular
Y lo bailan todos en la disco, en la bailanta
Esta música le gusta a todo el mundo por igual
¿Seguimos?, si!
¿Paramos?, no!
Y la banda sigue, tocando
Y la banda sigue, cantando
Y la banda sigue, sigue, tocando
Y la banda sigue, cantando
Y querían tocar…

Y la Banda Sigue (translation)

Once upon a time there was a group of friends in the neighborhood
They had a band that had never played
And they wanted to play, so as not to work
And they hardly even rehearsed at once they sent
They were very cheeky and very out of tune
And they sounded bad, and we played the same!
And at the end of the show who would have thought
The public applauded asking for one more...
At the end of the show who would have thought
The public applauded, they asked for one more…
And the band goes on, playing
And the band goes on, singing
And the band goes on, playing
And the band goes on, singing
And brave mercenaries left the neighborhood
They came out to win in any scenario
At the Festipunk, at the Tropical…
At a Bar Mitzvah and at Luna Park
Everyone had fun, they asked for one more
At a Bar Mitzvah and at Luna Park
Everyone had fun, they asked for one more
And the band goes on, playing
And the band goes on, singing
And the band goes on, playing
And the band goes on, singing
And everyone sings it in the street and on the field
Nobody stops this avalanche of popular sound
And everyone dances it in the disco, in the bailanta
This music is liked by everyone equally
Shall we continue? Yes!
Shall we stop?, no!
And the band goes on, playing
And the band goes on, singing
And the band goes on, goes on, playing
And the band goes on, singing
And they wanted to touch…