Lyrics of El Sueño del Pibe - Osvaldo Pugliese

El Sueño del Pibe (original)

Golpearon la puerta de la humilde casa,
La voz del cartero muy clara se oyo,
Y el pibe corriendo con todas sus ansias,
Al perrito blanco sin querer piso,
Mamita, mamita, se acerco gritando,
La madre extrañada dejo el pileton,
Y el pibe le dijo riendo y llorando,
El club me ha mandado hoy la citacion,
Mamita querida, ganare dinero,
Sere un Baldonedo, un Martino, un Boyé,
Dicen los muchachos del oeste argentino, que tengo mas tiro que el gran Bernabé,
Vas a ver que lindo, cuando alla en la cancha, mis goles aplaudan,
sere un triunfador,
Jugare en la quinta, despues en primera,
Yo se que me espera la consagracion.
Se durmio el muchacho, y tuvo esa noche el sueño mas lindo que pudo tener,
El estadio lleno, glorioso domingo, por fin en primera lo iban a ver,
Faltando un minuto, estan cero a cero,
Tomo la pelota, sereno en su accion,
Gambeteando a todos enfrento al arquero,
Y con fuerte tiro, quebro el marcador.

(translation)

They knocked on the door of the humble house,
The postman's voice was heard very clearly,
And the kid running with all his desire,
To the white dog inadvertently floor,
Mommy, mommy, she approached screaming,
The missed mother left the pool,
And the kid told him laughing and crying,
The club sent me the citation today,
Dear mommy, I will earn money,
I will be a Baldododo, a Martino, a Boyé,
The boys from western Argentina say that I have more shot than the great Bernabé,
You will see how beautiful, when there on the field, my goals applaud,
I will be a winner
I will play in the fifth, then in the first,
I know that consecration awaits me.
The boy fell asleep, and that night he had the most beautiful dream he could have,
The stadium full, glorious Sunday, finally they were going to see him in first,
With a minute to go, they are zero to zero,
I take the ball, serene in its action,
Dribbling everyone in front of the goalkeeper,
And with a strong shot, I break the marker.