Tonada de Las Brujas
Como se marchó mi negro,
Me dispuse a preparar,
Receta de una brujita,
Que lova hacer regresar,
Un monito y un tomate,
Enterrado en un barrial
Y por si esto fuera poco,
Un purito pa' fumar.
Que venga, que venga,
Que nadie lo detenga,
Que corra, que corra,
Nadie lo socorra.
Voy pa' talagante
Buscando remedio
Gasto plata en brujas
Porque estoy queriendo.
Música. (guitarra).
El tomatito en el barro,
Se empezó a multiplicar,
Como era tomate brujo,
Frutillas empezó a dar
Y aquel monito amarrado,
Un día que lo fui a ver,
Ya se había agusanado
Y mi negro sin volver.
Que venga, que venga,
Que nadie lo detenga,
Que corra, que corra,
Nadie lo socorra.
Voy pa' talagante
Buscando remedio
Gasto plata en brujas
Porque estoy queriendo.
Que corra, que corra,
Nadie lo socorra.
Witches' Tune
As my man left,
I set out to prepare,
A little witch's recipe,
To make him come back here,
A monkey and a tomato,
Buried in a muddy patch,
And if that wasn't enough,
A joint to smoke, no catch.
Let him come, let him come,
No one can stop him,
Let him run, let him run,
No one can help him.
I'm off to Talagante
Looking for a cure,
Spending money on witches
Because I'm wanting more.
Music. (guitar).
The little tomato in the mud,
Started to multiply,
Since it was a magic tomato,
It began to bear strawberries,
And that tied-up monkey,
One day when I went to see,
Had already rotted away,
And my man still not with me.
Let him come, let him come,
No one can stop him,
Let him run, let him run,
No one can help him.
I'm off to Talagante
Looking for a cure,
Spending money on witches
Because I'm wanting more.
Let him run, let him run,
No one can help him.