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MAÑANA EN EL ABASTO By SUMO June 1, 2013

Filed under: 1980s,Argentina,Sumo — spanishpoplyrics @ 8:37 am

The Abasto was the central wholesale fruit and vegetable market in Buenos Aires, Argentina, from 1893 until 1984. Then it was closed down and left abandoned, making it a rather bleak setting for this song (released in 1987). Over a decade later the site was redeveloped and now it has become a shopping mall.

Sumo were an Argentinan post-punk band. You can find out more about them and their singer Luca Prodan in the rather good  ‘Behind The Music’ documentary below. I think this is one of only a handful in the series to be made in Spanish.

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MAÑANA EN EL ABASTO

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ESTRIBILLO:

Mañana de sol,

bajo por el ascensor,
calle con árboles,

chica pasa con temor.

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No tengas miedo, no,

me pelé por mi trabajo,
las lentes son para el sol

y para la gente que me da asco.

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No vayas a la escuela

por que San Martín te espera,
estás todo el día sola

y mirás a mi campera.
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Tomates podridos

por las calles del Abasto,
podridos por el sol

que quiebra las calles del Abasto.

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Hombre sentado ahí,

con su botella de Resero,
los bares tristes y vacíos ya,

por la clausura del Abasto.
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José Luis y su novia

se besan ahí por el Abasto,
yo paso y me saludan

bajo la sombra del Abasto.

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ESTRIBILLO
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Parada Carlos Gardel,

es la estación del Abasto,
Sergio trabaja en el bar

en la estación del Abasto,

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Piensa siempre más y más,

será por el aburrimiento.
Subte Línea B

y yo me alejo más del suelo,

y yo me alejo más del cielo también

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Ahí escucho el tren,

ahí escucho el tren,
estoy en el subsuelo,

estoy en el subsuelo.

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ESTRIBILLO

MORNING IN THE ABASTO

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CHORUS:

Sunny morning,

I go down in the elevator,
A tree-lined street girl,

A nervous girl walks by

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Don’t be afraid

I fought for my work
The dark glasses are for the sun

and for people who disgust me

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Don’t go to school

because San Martin awaits you,
you are alone all day

and you stare at my jacket.
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Rotten tomatoes

on the streets of the Abasto
Rotting in the sun

that cracks the streets of the Abasto.

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A man sitting there

with his bottle of Resero (wine)
The bars are sad and empty now,

Since they closed down the Abasto
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Jose Luis and his girlfriend

kiss there in the Abasto
I pass by and they say hi

under the shadow of the Abasto.

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CHORUS
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Carlos Gardel stop,

is the station for the Abasto
Sergio works in the bar

at the station of the Abasto

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Always think more and more,

It will be out of boredom.
Jump on subway Line B

and I move further under the ground

and I move further from heaven too
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There I listen to the train

There I listen to the train
I’m underground

I’m in the subsoil

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CHORUS

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