Bersuit Vergarabat, formed in 1989 in Buenos Aires, Argentina, is one of th… Read Full Bio ↴Bersuit Vergarabat, formed in 1989 in Buenos Aires, Argentina, is one of the most important Argentine rock bands of the 1990s/2000s.

After 2 albums of underground transgressive rock, the band started mixing it with Latin American rhythms such a cumbia, chacarera, candombe and cuartetazo. The lyrics, though, remained acid and critical of political and social problems.

The current line-up is: Gustavo Cordera (voice), Juan Subirá (keyboards and voice), Carlos Martín (drums), Oscar Righi (guitar), "Pepe" Céspedes (bass guitar and voice), Daniel Suárez (voice), Alberto Verenzuela (guitar), and "Cóndor" Sbarbatti (voice and charango); previous members include Charly Bianco (guitar and voice) and Rubén Sadrinas (voice).

Honoring the psychiatric hospital José Tiburcio Borda in Buenos Aires, La Bersuit performs dressed in characteristic pajamas; even though the story of Cordera spending some time in that institution is a mere urban legend, the band has an affinity with everything related to madness and marginalization.

Besides the big success, first in the Buenos Aires' underground movement and then in all the country, Bersuit Vergarabat harvested fans from many countries in South America as well as in Spain.

Discography

* 1992 - Y Punto
* 1993 - Asquerosa Alegría
* 1996 - Don Leopardo
* 1998 - Libertinaje
* 2000 - Hijos del Culo
* 2002 - De la Cabeza (live)
* 2004 - La Argentinidad al Palo: Se Es, Lo Que Se Es (double)
* 2005 - Testosterona
* 2007 - Enano Ningueto

Sistema al mejor postor
Bersuit Vergarabat Lyrics

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Miras en la pantalla,y estas confundido, solo ves policías y farsantes
políiticos, señalando con el dedo hacia otro lugar, no necesitamos guías
sabemos mirar.

Tomar lo bueno es desafiar al destino, al escuchar las fanfarrias sonar, hay
que cerrar los oídos.

Porque el sistema grita es servidor del capital, callando al poeta pues no es

de comerciar.

La estatura de mi optimismo no tiene hospedaje en un asilo mientras halla
un niño que se quiera formar en la profesión del alma que es soñar.

No quiero hacer no, un discurso florido, ni una rima exacta, tampoco un

lirismo,vengo a entregarles mi efusividad. Nosotros existimos y no somos
sociedad

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Sistema al mejor postor" by Bersuit Vergarabat present a critical view of social and political issues in contemporary society. The first verse mentions how people watch television and become confused when they only see police and fake politicians pointing fingers at someone else. The lyrics imply that we do not need guides or leaders because we can make our own judgments. The second verse argues that taking what is good challenges destiny in a way that ignores the blaring noise of societal norms.

The chorus, "Because the system shouts, it serves capital, silencing the poet because it can't be sold," is a direct criticism of the capitalist system. The system is portrayed as shouting so loudly that the poet's voice is suppressed, which highlights the importance of artistry and the necessary voice that should be heard. Finally, the last verse expresses that the singer's optimism is not limited to just one person but to all of society. Also, the lyrics state that being a dreamer is a profession that should not be taken lightly, and that people should continue to dream.

Line by Line Meaning

Miras en la pantalla,y estas confundido, solo ves policías y farsantes políticos, señalando con el dedo hacia otro lugar, no necesitamos guías sabemos mirar.
You watch the screen and you're confused, you only see police and fake politicians, pointing fingers elsewhere, we don't need guides, we know how to see through them.

Tomar lo bueno es desafiar al destino, al escuchar las fanfarrias sonar, hay que cerrar los oídos.
Taking what is good is defying fate, when the trumpets sound, we have to close our ears.

Porque el sistema grita es servidor del capital, callando al poeta pues no es de comerciar.
Because the system screams, it serves the capital, silencing the poet because they cannot be sold.

La estatura de mi optimismo no tiene hospedaje en un asilo mientras halla un niño que se quiera formar en la profesión del alma que es soñar.
The height of my optimism has no home in an asylum as long as there is a child who wants to train in the profession of the soul, which is dreaming.

No quiero hacer no, un discurso florido, ni una rima exacta, tampoco un lirismo,vengo a entregarles mi efusividad. Nosotros existimos y no somos sociedad
I don't want to give a flowery speech, nor an exact rhyme, nor a lyricism, I come to give my effusiveness. We exist and we are not society.

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