Without groups! How unlucky you are, Julián!
You seem like the master of setbacks,
You’re always in the pool of bad luck,
Anything you try, ends up wrong.
I’m not saying this to sting like a scorpion,
But it’s strange, wonder why,
People touch wood and run away
Without groups! How unlucky you are, Julián…!
Get yourself a horseshoe,
A “Billiken” and a magnet…
You bankrupted a banker
And one day, a rich friend
You told that you’d want
To see him in his bare essentials.
The rich man listened
Only to his ruin,
Now he guards the street corner
Working as a “cop.”
Get yourself a horseshoe,
A “Billiken” and a magnet…
Without groups, how unlucky you are, Julián!
You had a girlfriend and you let her go,
The next day she came back, what a disaster!
Hit the jackpot in Tucumán’s lottery.
From an uncle who was about to die
You would have been named heir, you’d be!
In the end, he was cured by seeing a healer
Without groups, how unlucky you are, Julián…!
