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Pilón Songs II

Soledad Bravo

Cantos de Pilón II

Adiós, manita querida, ooh, ooh
Adiós, que te voy diciendo manita
Di por qué no me contestas, manita ooh, ooh

Dale duro ese pilón, hum, hum
Que se acabe de romper, hum
Que en el monte hay mucho palo
Y papa lo sabe hacer, hum

Ya me duele la cabeza, hum, hum
De tanto darle al pilón, hum, hum
Para engordar un cochino
Y comprarme un camisón, hum

Allá arriba en aquel cerro, jium, jium
Está un matrimonio civil, jjium, jium
Se casa la bemba de burro
Con el pescuezo de violín, jium

Si por tu marido es, hum, hum
Cójelo que allá te vá, hum, hum
Un camisón de cretona
No me lo ha llegado a dar, hum

Yo no quiero hombre casa'o, jium, jium
Porque 'jiede' a mata dura, jium, jium
Yo lo quiero solterito
Que huele a piña madura, hum

Y allá va la cara de diablo, hum, hum
De corazón de demonio, hum, hum
Que tiene la lengua negra
De levantar testimonios hum

La zoqueta se cree, jium, jium
Que todo se lo merece, jium, jium
Y vive en un pe'azo de rancho
Que el viento se lo estremece, jium

Pilón Songs II

Goodbye, dear little hand, ooh, ooh
Goodbye, as I say goodbye little hand
Tell me why you don't answer me, little hand ooh, ooh

Hit that mortar hard, hum, hum
Until it breaks, hum
In the woods, there's plenty of wood
And dad knows how to do it, hum

My head hurts now, hum, hum
From pounding the mortar so much, hum, hum
To fatten a pig
And buy myself a nightgown, hum

Up there on that hill, jium, jium
There's a civil marriage, jjium, jium
The donkey's lips are marrying
With the violin's neck, jium

If it's for your husband, hum, hum
Take him, there he goes, hum, hum
A cretonne nightgown
He hasn't given it to me yet, hum

I don't want a married man, jium, jium
Because he smells like hard kill, jium, jium
I want him single
Smelling like ripe pineapple, hum

And there goes the devil's face, hum, hum
With a demon's heart, hum, hum
His tongue is black
From giving false testimonies, hum

The arrogant one thinks, jium, jium
That she deserves everything, jium, jium
And lives in a piece of a shack
That the wind shakes, jium

Escrita por: Anónimo Venezolano