Calle Angosta
Calle angosta, calle angosta
La de una vereda sola
Yo te canto porque siempre
Estarás en mi memoria
Sos la calle más humilde
De mi tierra mercedina
En los álamos comienza
Y en el molino termina
Calle angosta, calle angosta, ¡si me habrán ladrao los chocos!
Un tuntún era y estaba a dos picos la tonada
Calle angosta, calle angosta la de una vereda sola
Tradicionales boliches: Don Manuel y Los Miranda
Frente, cruzando las vías, ¡Don Calixto, casi nada!
Cantores de aquel entonces
Ahí en rueda se juntaban
Y en homenaje de criollos
Siempre lo nuestro cantaban
Calle angosta, calle angosta
¡Si me habrán ladrao los chocos!
Un tuntún era y estaba a dos picos la tonada
Calle angosta, calle angosta la de una vereda sola
Narrow Street
Narrow street, narrow street
The one with a single path
I sing to you because you'll always
Be in my memory
You're the humblest street
In my hometown, Mercedina
It starts at the poplars
And ends at the mill
Narrow street, narrow street, oh how many times I've been robbed!
It was a tune and it was two peaks high
Narrow street, narrow street, the one with a single path
Traditional little shops: Don Manuel and Los Miranda
Across the tracks, there's Don Calixto, not much to see!
Singers from back then
Would gather in a circle
And in tribute to the locals
They always sang our songs
Narrow street, narrow street
Oh how many times I've been robbed!
It was a tune and it was two peaks high
Narrow street, narrow street, the one with a single path