La Cola Dura

Hard Tail

La Cola Dura

From my saddlebags remainQuedan de mis alforjas
Only the tiesSolo las ataduras
And from my old donkeyY de mi burra vieja
The hard tail, the hard tailLa cola dura, la cola dura

In the mud it holdsEn el barro se afirma
And in the dry it slipsY en lo seco resbala
If I sing a folk song of the shovel shovelSi le canto una copla del pala pala
Of the shovel shovelDel pala pala

A little bit of slangUn ponchito de jerga
A woolen robeUna bata de lana
Dance in the trenchesBailan en las trincheras
The shovel shovel, the shovel shovelEl pala pala, el pala pala

When my black woman looksCuando mira mi negra
It seems like a scowlParece un refucilo
Just like knives have two edgesIgual que los puñales tienen dos filos
They have two edgesTienen dos filos

La-la-larayLa-la-laray
My donkeyMi burra
The hard tailLa cola dura
The hard tailLa cola dura

Second!¡Segunda!

I was born in LoretoYo he nacido en Loreto
By the edge of the jungleSacha orillitamanta
Where the sun risesDonde el sol se levanta
They dance and sing a shovel shovelBailan y cantan un pala pala

Arriving at dawnLlegando madrugada
Hearing harp noisesOyendo ruidos de arpa
Old lady, my aunt, all the little onesViejata mana tían tukuy chinitas
Having funDivertináypaq

She was from LoretoElla era de Loreto
She was from LoretoElla era loretana
Like a woolen hatComo gorro de lana
Woven with a shovel, woven with a shovelTejido a pala, tejido a pala

When my mother-in-law looksCuando mira mi suegra
She doesn't like it at allNo le gusta ni medio
Just like the vizcacha that the dog has seenIgual que la vizcacha que ha visto el perro
That the dog has seenQue ha visto el perro

La-la-larayLa-la-laray
My donkeyMi burra
The hard tailLa cola dura
The hard tailLa cola dura