La Mamá de Los Pollitos
Joan Sebastian
The Mother of the Chicks
A little hen spins
He stood up and let out three screams
A little hen spins
He stood up and let out three screams
She said herself very proudly
Being a mother of chicks
She said herself very proudly
Being a mother of chicks
On the other side of the fence
A cockerel crows
On the other side of the fence
A cockerel crows
You weren't a hottie
If it weren't for my stomp
You weren't a hottie
If it weren't for my stomp
You see it, you see it
That this life is a palenque
They don't believe it, they don't believe it
And if you don't believe it, don't even think so
If the hen spins
Spin, spin in its little nest
If the hen spins
Spin, spin in its little nest
Of course you have the right
From stopping to shouting
Of course you have the right
From stopping to shouting
At the fairs they play roosters
And in fights you bet
At the fairs they play roosters
And in fights you bet
All thanks to the eggs
From a hen like this
That later are the chickens
From a hen like this
You see it, you see it
That this life is a palenque
They don't believe it, they don't believe it
And if you don't believe it, don't even think so
A blind hen
He got tangled up with a parrot
A blind hen
He got tangled up with a parrot
And although the blind woman denies it
There is a swindler chicken
Although the blind woman denies it
There is a swindler chicken
You see it, you see it
That this life is a palenque
They don't believe it, they don't believe it
And if you don't believe it, don't even think so