La chavala del pañuelo
Lo pago a patadas con todas las flores de aquel callejón sin salida
Con sus batas blancas llegan 3 doctores, sin andar por las ramas dame explicaciones
Lo k tiene la niña se llama...por dios señora no llores
Le dijeron al novio recoge las flores
Son los golpes que nos da la vida,a los soñadores , hablaremos con ella
que se una a la gran batalla de los luchadores
Mas que a nadie la quiero k ago con los piropos a su mata de pelo, cuando en el barrio la llamen todo la chavala del pañuelo
Dígame doctor quien es este canalla k ahora me mira de frente, encallo los dientes mientras juraba x mi madre k a este, le gano la batalla, los doctores los 3 sonrientes le pedían k luchara sacare de mi padre el sudor de su frente de mi madre la rabia y el coraje de mujer valiente y x mi hermanillo, mis amigos y mi novio ese niño k tanto me quiere
Yo marcharme no puedo k ago con los piropos a mi mata de pelo , cuando en el barrio me llamen todos la chavala del pañuelo
Se rapo diciendo lo mismo k ella, pensando k le ayudaría , en aquel recreo to el mundo le dijo lucharemos a una, con ella y contigo y si ai k traerle la luna, pa eso estan los amigos
Ayudarle a mi niña x lo k mas kiera , xk yo le abia prometió casarme con ella, le dire que luchando cambiaremos un dia el pañuelo por la diadema
Su matita de pelo, la cortao su novio la mata de pelo y en el barrio la llaman todos la chavala del pañuelo
Le ganaba el pulso a la mala suerte y x fin la luz se le encendía , le servia otra copa el barril de la vida ,y la madre le compra peine y orquillas y las flores crecen a la sombra de aquel callejón sin salida
En el pueblo sonaban campanas de boda esta tarde en el campo le dice el trigo a las amapolas, a llegao la hora, en el barrio se casa la reina de las luchadoras
Vive con el despelo le ayudara los niños de la matita de pelo y le llaman con cariño la chavala del pañuelo
The Girl with the Bandana
I'll pay with kicks all the flowers from that dead-end alley
With their white coats, 3 doctors arrive, no beating around the bush, give me explanations
What the girl has is called... for god's sake, lady, don't cry
They told the boyfriend to pick up the flowers
It's the blows that life gives us, to dreamers, we'll talk to her
to join the great battle of the fighters
More than anyone, I love her, what do I do with the compliments about her hair, when in the neighborhood they all call her the girl with the bandana
Tell me, doctor, who is this scoundrel who now looks me in the eye, he bit his tongue while swearing by my mother that he would win this battle, the 3 doctors smiling asked him to fight, I'll take the sweat from my father's brow, the anger from my mother, the courage of a brave woman, and for my little brother, my friends, and my boyfriend, that boy who loves me so much
I can't leave, what do I do with the compliments about my hair, when in the neighborhood they all call me the girl with the bandana
She shaved her head saying the same as her, thinking it would help her, in that recess everyone said we'll fight together, with her and with you, and if we have to bring her the moon, that's what friends are for
Help my girl with all my might, because I promised to marry her, I'll tell her that by fighting we'll change one day the bandana for a tiara
Her little hair, her boyfriend cut her hair and in the neighborhood everyone calls her the girl with the bandana
She beat bad luck and finally the light came on, the barrel of life served her another drink, and her mother buys her combs and hairpins, and the flowers grow in the shadow of that dead-end alley
In the village, wedding bells rang this afternoon in the field, the wheat tells the poppies, the time has come, in the neighborhood the queen of fighters is getting married
She lives with her hair messed up, the children from the little hair help her and affectionately call her the girl with the bandana