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The Fool Who Knocked at the Door

Manolo Kabezabolo

El Tontolaba Ke Llamó a La Puerta

Era tu fiesta de cumpleaños
No sé por qué me habías invitado
Todos se reían de mí
Por ser enano, por mi nariz
Por tener una verruga aquí
Todos se reían de mí

Te habías portado muy mal
Y yo te iba a matar
Te habías portado muy mal
Y yo te iba a matar

Se acabó todo el mogollón
Me quedé escondido detrás de un sillón
Mientras acompañabas a todos a la salida
Yo buscaba el arma homicida
Cogí un cutxillo de la cozina
Y me escondí detrás de una cortina

Te habías portado muy mal
Y yo te iba a matar
Te habías portado muy mal
Y yo te iba a matar

Avanzabas por el pasillo
Yo levantaba ya mi cutxillo
Estás a cuatro pasos de la cozina
El momento se avezina
Cuando en mi mente ya te veía muerta
Alguien llamó a la puerta

Te habías portado muy mal
Y yo te iba a matar
Te habías portado muy mal
Y yo te iba a matar

Resultó ser un viejo amigo
Y te fuiste con él tras coger el abrigo
Me dejaste allí plantado
Con un cutxillo recién afilado
Perdí la mejor oportunidad
Que podía tener para poderte matar

Te habías portado muy mal
Y yo te iba a matar
Te habías portado muy mal
Y yo te iba a matar

Y cuando en mi mente ya te veía muerta
Aquel tontolaba llamó a la puerta
Y me tuve que martxar
Ya volveré otro día
No te pude matar
Por semejante tontería
Aquel tontolaba llamó a la puerta Y no te pude matar

The Fool Who Knocked at the Door

It was your birthday party
I don't know why you invited me
Everyone laughed at me
Because I'm a dwarf, because of my nose
Because I have a wart here
Everyone laughed at me

You had behaved very badly
And I was going to kill you
You had behaved very badly
And I was going to kill you

All the commotion is over
I hid behind an armchair
While you were accompanying everyone to the exit
I was looking for the murder weapon
I grabbed a kitchen knife
And I hid behind a curtain

You had behaved very badly
And I was going to kill you
You had behaved very badly
And I was going to kill you

You were walking down the corridor
I was already raising my knife
You're four steps from the kitchen
The moment is approaching
When in my mind I already saw you dead
Someone knocked on the door

You had behaved very badly
And I was going to kill you
You had behaved very badly
And I was going to kill you

It turned out to be an old friend
And you left with him after getting your coat
You left me standing there
With a freshly sharpened knife
I missed the best opportunity
What could I have to kill you?

You had behaved very badly
And I was going to kill you
You had behaved very badly
And I was going to kill you

And when in my mind I already saw you dead
That fool knocked on the door
And I had to leave
I'll come back another day
I couldn't kill you
For such nonsense
That fool knocked on the door, and I couldn't kill you