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Strolling in Salamanca

Luciano Pereyra

Salamanqueando Pa Mi

Cuando me pille la muerte
l´ hay de esperar
cajoneando fuerte el bombo
l´ haigo bailar.
Salamanca, llévatela.

Me tope con una bruja
y al despertar
m´ encontrao con mi suegra
se va a quedar.
Salamanca, llévatela.

El diablo me anda buscando
no me encontró
parece que yo le debo
un alma o dos.
Salamanca, llévatelo.

Mi chacarerita es doble
es la sin sol
machadito y por las noches
sale mejor.
Salamanquero soy señor.

Mi mujer se me ha ido
y al despertar
yo me la encontré gritando:
a trabajar!
Salamanca, llévatela.

Es agarrao el pulpero
créamelo
después de los veinte vinos
no más le fió.
Salamanca, llévatelo.

Me han robao un gallo flaco
y sin espolón
ni pa´ riña, ni puchero,
pobre ladrón!
Salamanca, llévatelo.

Mi chacarerita es doble
es La sin Sol
machadito y por las noches
sale mejor.
Salamanquero soy señor

Strolling in Salamanca

When death catches me
there is to wait
strongly drumming the bass drum
it makes me dance.
Salamanca, take it away.

I ran into a witch
and upon waking up
I found my mother-in-law
she's staying.
Salamanca, take her away.

The devil is looking for me
he didn't find me
it seems that I owe him
a soul or two.
Salamanca, take him away.

My chacarera is double
it's the one without sun
chopped and at night
it's better.
I am a Salamanca man, sir.

My wife has left me
and upon waking up
I found her shouting:
get to work!
Salamanca, take her away.

The shopkeeper is tight-fisted
believe me
after twenty wines
I won't lend him anymore.
Salamanca, take him away.

They stole a skinny rooster from me
without spurs
not for fighting, nor for stew,
poor thief!
Salamanca, take him away.

My chacarera is double
it's the one without sun
chopped and at night
it's better.
I am a Salamanca man, sir.

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