
Below is the lyrics of the song La Morralla , artist - Carlos Cano with translation
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Carlos Cano
Quién no ha visto un árbol seco
No sabe que es una calandría
Contra mas calor mas canta
Contra mas canta mas Sol
Contra mas Sol mas jaleo
La copla del tiroteo
Que se acabe el mangoneo
Pa’que empiece la función
Quien vive en casitas bajas
Cerraitas como cajas
Lo mismo que una mortaja
Y apretao mas que un limon
Lo primero los obreros
Los lindos aceituneros
Los bonitos jornaleros
La morrallita señó
Por la misma morralla
Esa que nunca ni pa’Dios calla
La del punto y la raya
Que hasta los pelos está cuando estalla
La que da la batalla y no recibe una medalla
La hace que el pobre
Pise alacrán y salte la valla
La que el pan elabora
Saca el aceite y nunca me falla;
De esa misma moralla
Morrallita soy yo
Dime paloma torcaza
Quien siembra la calabaza
Quién alevanta su casa
Madrugón tras madrugón
A quien se comen las moscas
El tifus, la pulmonía
Venga tajás de sandía
Pa’combatí la caló
Quien lleva 4 pesetas
Y un chorizo en la maleta
Y apuntá en una libreta
La estación de duseldó
Lo primero los obreros
Los lindos aceituneros
Los bonitos jornaleros
La morrallita señó
Por la misma morralla
Esa que nunca ni pa’Dios calla
La del punto y la raya
Que hasta los pelos está cuando estalla
La que da la batalla y no recibe una medalla
La hace que el pobre
Pise alacrán y salte la valla
La que el pan elabora
Saca el aceite y nunca me falla;
De esa misma moralla
Morrallita soy yo
De esa misma moralla
Morrallita soy yo
Who has not seen a dry tree
He does not know that he is a calandria
The more heat, the more it sings
The more sun sings
Against more sun, more fuss
The shooting couplet
Let the mangoneo end
So that the function begins
Who lives in low houses
locks like boxes
the same as a shroud
And I squeeze more than a lemon
The workers first
The beautiful olive trees
The pretty day laborers
The little girl señó
for the same rubbish
The one that never even for God is silent
The one with the dot and the line
That even the hair is there when it explodes
The one who fights and does not receive a medal
The makes the poor
Step on a scorpion and jump over the fence
The one that the bread makes
She gets the oil out and never fails me;
Of that same morality
little bitch it's me
tell me ringdove
who plants the pumpkin
Who raises his house
Early morning after early morning
Who do flies eat?
Typhus, pneumonia
Come on watermelon slices
Pa'combatí la caló
Who carries 4 pesetas
And a sausage in the suitcase
And write down in a notebook
the dusseldó station
The workers first
The beautiful olive trees
The pretty day laborers
The little girl señó
for the same rubbish
The one that never even for God is silent
The one with the dot and the line
That even the hair is there when it explodes
The one who fights and does not receive a medal
she makes her poor
Step on a scorpion and jump over the fence
The one that the bread makes
She gets the oil out and never fails me;
Of that same morality
little bitch it's me
Of that same morality
little bitch it's me
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