El Marido De La Peluquera - Bebe, Pedro Guerra

De niño bailaba canciones del moro

El baile venia de adentro y asi se inventaban los modos

De niño soñaba olores profundos

Las mezclas de espuma, colonia y sudor de unos pechos desnudos

Crecio con su sueño y un dia le dijo:

«acabo de verte y ya se que naci pa' casarme contigo».

Matilde mi vida, matilde mi estrella

Le dijo que si nos casamos Antonie, y bailo para ella

Y abrazame fuerte, que no pueda respirar

Tengo miedo de que un dia ya no quiera

Bailar conmigo nunca mas.

Cariño y ternura, colonias y besos

Te tengo, me tienes, quisiera morirme

Agarrado a tus pechos.

El amor es tan grande, tan sincero y sentido

Que un dia de lluvia matilde acabo por tirarse en el rio.

…y abrazame fuerte que no pueda respirar

Tengo miedo de que un dia ya no quiera

Bailar conmigo nunca mas.

Mejor buenos recuerdos que un pasado perdido

Por eso un buen dia Matilde acabo por tirarse en el rio

Lo que fue tan hermoso que no caiga al olvido

Te estare recordando por siempre Matilde que tu no te has ido

…y abrazame fuerte que no pueda respirar

Tengo miedo de que un dia ya no quiera

Bailar conmigo nunca mas.

…y abrazame fuerte que no pueda respirar

Tengo miedo de que un dia ya no quiera

Bailar conmigo nunca mas.

As a child he danced Moorish songs

The dance came from within and that is how the ways were invented

As a child I dreamed of deep smells

Mixtures of foam, cologne and sweat from bare breasts

He grew up with his dream of him and one day he told him:

«I just saw you and I already know that I was born to marry you».

Matilde my life, Matilde my star

He told her that if we get married Antonie, and I dance for her

And hold me tight, that I can't breathe

I'm afraid that one day she no longer wants

Dance with me never again.

Affection and tenderness, colonies and kisses

I have you, you have me, I would like to die

Holding on to your breasts.

Love is so great, so sincere and heartfelt

That one rainy day, Matilde ended up throwing herself into the river.

…and hold me tight so I can't breathe

I'm afraid that one day I no longer want

Dance with me never again.

Better good memories than a lost past

That's why one fine day Matilde ended up throwing herself into the river

What was so beautiful that it does not fall into oblivion

I will be reminding you forever Matilde that you have not left

…and hold me tight so I can't breathe

I'm afraid that one day I no longer want

Dance with me never again.

…and hold me tight so I can't breathe

I'm afraid that one day I no longer want

Dance with me never again.