Chismes - Alberto Cortez

¿No sabe, Doña María

Lo que anda de boca en boca?

La hija de Doña Lucía

Dicen que se ha vuelto loca

Se ha enamorado de un abejorro

Pelilargo y butifarra

De esos que andan en el «„porro“»

Que le dan a una guitarra

Un bribón irrespetuoso…

Un zaparrastroso… pelafustán

Que patatín…

Que patatán

Los chismes vienen

Los chismes van…

Los van llevando

De calle en calle

El cacareo de las comadres

Que patatín…

Que patatán

Los chismes vienen

Los chismes van…

Pica, picando

Como si fueran

Mezcla de avispa

Con alacrán

Que patatín

Y que patatán

Su yerno, Doña Lucía

¡qué chico maravilloso!

No si yo ya lo decía

Que era serio y talentoso

Un gran artista, ya me imagino

Qué feliz será su hija…

Y pensar que algún cretino

Dijo que era una sabandija

Por envidia mucha gente

Dice del decente… que es rufián

Que patatín…

Que patatán

Don't you know, Doña María

What is by word of mouth?

Doña Lucía's daughter

They say that she has gone crazy

She has fallen in love with a bumblebee

Pelilargo and botifarra

Of those who walk in the «„joint“»

What do you give to a guitar?

A disrespectful scoundrel...

A scruffy… pelafustan

What a potato...

what a patatán

gossip come

The gossips go...

They are taking them

From street to street

The cackle of the comadres

What a potato...

what a patatán

gossip come

The gossips go...

sting, sting

As if they were

wasp mix

with scorpion

what a potato

and what a potato

Her son-in-law, Doña Lucía

what a wonderful boy!

Not if I already said so

That he was serious and talented

A great artist, I can imagine

How happy his daughter will be with him...

And to think that some jerk

She said that she was a creep

out of envy many people

He says of the decent… that he is a ruffian

What a potato...

what a patatán