La Mamá de Los Pollitos
Joan Sebastian
The Mother of the Chicks
A little hen turned around
She stopped and let out three cries
A little hen turned around
She stopped and let out three cries
Very proud she said
To be the mother of the chicks
Very proud she said
To be the mother of the chicks
On the other side of the fence
A rooster with a tuft sings
On the other side of the fence
A rooster with a tuft sings
You wouldn't be a mommy
If not for my stepping
You wouldn't be a mommy
If not for my stepping
You see it, you see it
That this life is a cockfight
They don't believe it, they don't believe it
And if they don't believe it, don't even listen
If the little hen turns, turns
Turns in her little nest
If the little hen turns, turns
Turns in her little nest
Of course she has the right
To stop and let out a cry
Of course she has the right
To stop and let out a cry
In fairs roosters play
And in fights bets are placed
In fairs roosters play
And in fights bets are placed
All thanks to the eggs
Of a hen like this
Which later become the chicks
Of a hen like this
You see it, you see it
That this life is a cockfight
They don't believe it, they don't believe it
And if they don't believe it, don't even listen
A blind little hen
Got tangled with a parrot
A blind little hen
Got tangled with a parrot
And although the hen denies it
There's a tricky chick
And although the hen denies it
There's a tricky chick
You see it, you see it
That this life is a cockfight
They don't believe it, they don't believe it
And if they don't believe it, don't even listen