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The One-Eyed Rooster

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El Gallo Tuerto

Se murió mi gallo tuerto
Que será de mi gallina
Se murió mi gallo tuerto
Que será de mi gallina

A las cuatro de la mañana
Me cantaba en la cocina
A las cuatro de la mañana
Me cantaba en la cocina

Cocoroió, cantaba el gallo
Cocoroió, a la gallina
Cocoroió, cantaba el gallo
Cocoroió, en la cocina

Lo trajeron medio enfermo
En el viaje se murió
Lo trajeron medio enfermo
En el viaje se murió

Pobre mi gallito tuerto
Un catarro lo mató
Pobre mi gallito tuerto
Un catarro lo mató

Cocoroió, cantaba el gallo
Cocoroió, a la gallina
Cocoroió, cantaba el gallo
Cocoroió, en la cocina

Lo trajeron medio enfermo
En el viaje se murió
Lo trajeron medio enfermo
En el viaje se murió

Pobre mi gallito tuerto
Un catarro lo mató
Pobre mi gallito tuerto
Un catarro lo mató

Cocoroió, cantaba el gallo
Cocoroió, a la gallina
Cocoroió, cantaba el gallo
Cocoroió, en la cocina

The One-Eyed Rooster

My one-eyed rooster died
What will become of my hen
My one-eyed rooster died
What will become of my hen

At four in the morning
He used to sing in the kitchen
At four in the morning
He used to sing in the kitchen

Cock-a-doodle-doo, the rooster sang
Cock-a-doodle-doo, to the hen
Cock-a-doodle-doo, the rooster sang
Cock-a-doodle-doo, in the kitchen

They brought him half sick
He died on the journey
They brought him half sick
He died on the journey

Poor little one-eyed rooster
A cold killed him
Poor little one-eyed rooster
A cold killed him

Cock-a-doodle-doo, the rooster sang
Cock-a-doodle-doo, to the hen
Cock-a-doodle-doo, the rooster sang
Cock-a-doodle-doo, in the kitchen

They brought him half sick
He died on the journey
They brought him half sick
He died on the journey

Poor little one-eyed rooster
A cold killed him
Poor little one-eyed rooster
A cold killed him

Cock-a-doodle-doo, the rooster sang
Cock-a-doodle-doo, to the hen
Cock-a-doodle-doo, the rooster sang
Cock-a-doodle-doo, in the kitchen

Escrita por: José Barros