Puro nervio del fanfarrón, al fin mostró la hilacha
y dio ruidosa publicación a sus medallas.
Pura espuma un senador, honestidad y memoria,
a puro verso se trabajó, un viaje a California.
Y pasar, y pasar, y pasará el tiempo,
y otra vez, otra vez, otra vez,
la misma vieja historia vieja.

El cielo eterno quiso ganar, con la pureza de su alma,
y por dinero vino a ofrecerme su palabra santa,
presa, presa de la pureza, invento del convento,
ay, hermanita, mi virgencita, siento caliente tu aliento.

Pura cáscara el sindicato, puro espamento el candidato,
la solución, la salvación, todo puro cuento.
De pura uva decía ser el vino, y a pruebas pude entender
que la pureza:
lindo paquete para vender.

Translated Version

Pure nerve of the bluff, at last showed the frost
and gave noisy publication to his medals.
Pure foam a senator, honesty and memory,
in pure verse was worked, a trip to California.
And pass, and pass, and time will pass,
and again, again, again,
same old story.

The eternal heaven wanted to win, with the purity of his soul,
and for money he came to offer me his holy word,
prey, prey to purity, invention of the convent,
Oh, little sister, my little virgin, I feel your breath warm.

Pure shell the union, pure sparment the candidate,
the solution, the salvation, every pure tale.
Pure grape claimed to be wine, and by trial I could understand
purity:
nice package to sell.