La Guacamaya
Pobrecita guacamaya ay! Que lastima me das
Ay que lastima me das, pobrecita guacamaya
Se acabron las pitahayas ahora si que comeras
Pobrecita guacamaya ay! Que lastima me das
Vuela, vuela, vuela, como yo vole
Cuando me llevaron preso senorita por usted
Vuela, vuela, vuela, como yo vole
Cuando me llevaron preso senorita por usted
Una guacamaya pinta le dijo a la colorada
Vamonos para tierra pa pasar la temporada
Vuela, vuela, vuela, como yo vole
Cuando me llevaron preso senorita por usted
Vuela, vuela, vuela, como yo vole
Cuando me llevaron preso senorita por usted
The Macaw
Poor little macaw oh! How sorry I feel for you
Oh how sorry I feel for you, poor little macaw
The pitahayas are gone now you will eat
Poor little macaw oh! How sorry I feel for you
Fly, fly, fly, like I flew
When they took me prisoner miss because of you
Fly, fly, fly, like I flew
When they took me prisoner miss because of you
A painted macaw told the red one
Let's go to the land to spend the season
Fly, fly, fly, like I flew
When they took me prisoner miss because of you
Fly, fly, fly, like I flew
When they took me prisoner miss because of you