El Abuelo - Los Dos Carnales

Con un beso me recibe el señorón

Y un saludo de apretón

Aunque tiene sus manos cansadas

Trabajar se le hizo vicio

Albañil su buen oficio y muy duras

Se que fueron sus jornadas

Ahí te va querido abuelo

Tu canción ahorita que estas presente

Soy el mas afortunado

Tu mirada amor refleja

Usted dijo pare oreja

Y en la vida siempre

Póngase abusado

Y que tiene si a la pisca de algodón

Me llevabas para mi era una moción

Y ojalá me hubiera quedado morrillo

Pa' mirart tararear una canción

Y verte pegando ladrillos

Ser tu nieto es la aventura más perfecta

Aunque a veces me agarraras

El pie con tu bicicleta

Y saltar arriba de tu gran barriga

Y escuchar de ti bastantes historietas

El viejón que me cargaba

Entre sus brazos

Él no tiene competencia

Abuelo no te preocupes, por favor

Mi abuelita está contenta

Porque pudo ser tu esposa

Unas hijas muy hermosas

Fue su fruto cosechado

Y mi tío que mi respeto

Se ha ganado

De bota y sombrero yo te quiero ver

Presumiéndole tus nietos

Al todo el que se te arrima

Ya la gente se imagina

Lo que canto y lo que digo

Abuelito siempre quédate conmigo

Y que tiene si a la pisca de algodón

Me llevabas para mi era una emoción

Y ojalá me hubiera quedado morrillo

Pa' mirarte tararear una canción

Y verte pegando ladrillos

Ser tu nieto es la aventura más perfecta

Aunque a veces me agarraras

El pie con tu bicicleta

Y saltar arriba de tu gran barriga

Y escuchar de ti bastantes historietas

El viejón que me cargaba

Entre sus brazos

With a kiss the gentleman receives me

And a handshake greeting

Although he has his tired hands

Working became a vice

Bricklayer his good craft from him and very hard

I know what your days were

There you go dear grandfather

Your song right now that you are present

I am the luckiest

Your look love reflects

you said stop listening

And in life always

get abused

And what if the cotton wool

You took me for me it was a motion

And I wish I would have stayed morrillo

To watch you hum a song

And see you hitting bricks

Being your grandson is the most perfect adventure

Although sometimes you'll catch me

The foot with your bicycle

And jump on top of your big belly

And hear from you many stories

The old man who carried me

Into your arms

he has no competition

Grandpa don't worry please

my granny is happy

Because she could be your wife

very beautiful daughters

It was her fruit harvested from her

And my uncle that my respect

he has earned

In boots and hat I want to see you

Showing off your grandchildren

To everyone who gets close to you

People can already imagine

What I sing and what I say

Grandpa always stay with me

And what if the cotton wool

You took me for me it was an emotion

And I wish I would have stayed morrillo

To watch you hum a song

And see you hitting bricks

Being your grandson is the most perfect adventure

Although sometimes you'll catch me

The foot with your bicycle

And jump on top of your big belly

And hear from you many stories

The old man who carried me

Into your arms