Aguja Brava
Edmundo Rivero
Fierce Needle
She was a sharp and chain-wearing knife
Who walked with the cops, a tough one
With a record to the police, overbearing
And a good-looking woman
He, who had been a smooth talker
A pimp and spur cowboy
Left his smuggling field, oh, what a mess!
From mattress maker to cutting cloth
The longipietro loved the cashier so much
That he endured, endured
That the night gang nicknamed him
For his hat and his dark skin
Fierce needle
And so ended a smart guy, fierce needle
Who, for love, ended up carding wool
Before, he took fabric from the mines
And now he makes mattresses for the cops
