Serafino - Miguel Poveda

Por una calle tan corta como usted

Que va a zancadas y empujando

Como es que va

Una callecita corta

No la cruce sin mirar

Feliz, el primo Félix es feliz

Tumbao al sol de la nada

Con el deo en la nariz

Mal flotaba por los bares

Náufrago en la capital

Y que mal flotaba por los bares

Marinerito viejo

Sin ver sus playas;

Y apaga sus motores

Y así naufraga, y así naufraga

No digo yo que no rías

No digo yo que no goces

Lo que te pido es que bajes

La musiquita del coche

A la fuente del reniego

Yo le he renegao el agua

Y esa agüita no la bebo

Que sabe salá y amarga;

Y a la fuente del reniego, ay

Que yo le he renegao el agua

Que la memoria lo olvide

Me vienes tú a aconsejar

Anda y pídele a los peces

Que se olviden de nadar

Y al hormigón que no pese

Serafino, Serafino, ¿adónde lleva el Juanelo?

Bahía de su cintura, ya no está tu embarcadero

Down a street as short as you

That goes striding and pushing

how is it going

a short street

Do not cross it without looking

Happy, cousin Felix is ​​happy

Lying in the sun out of nowhere

With the deo in the nose

Mal floated through the bars

Castaway in the capital

And how badly it floated through the bars

old sailor

Without seeing its beaches;

And turn off your engines

And so it is shipwrecked, and so it is shipwrecked

I'm not saying don't laugh

I'm not saying you don't enjoy

What I ask of you is that you come down

The music of the car

To the source of renounce

I have denied him the water

And I don't drink that little water

That she tastes salty and bitter;

And to the source of the denial, oh

That I have denied him the water

Let the memory forget

you come to advise me

Go and ask the fish

that they forget to swim

And to the concrete that does not weigh

Serafino, Serafino, where is Juanelo leading?

Bay of his waist, your pier is no longer