En La Selva

In the jungle there was a man and in his hut a woman
He would leave in the morning and she would cook

One afternoon when he returned with some provisions
his wife told him the story of some thieves

Who arrived silently with loaded trunks
and very bulging eyes and clenched teeth

And he went out to see them arrive because they were shouting his name
and saying they brought a business for the man

What do you think, Manuel, this is the opportunity
because living here locked up, who will find out

And as he did not respond, she kept insisting
rather rudely she took off her apron

And smoking a little cigar, he went to finish the day
watching the little boat dance in the bay

The whole night he spent leaning on the door frame
with the dawn he left, he was never heard of again

And one afternoon when the widow cried inconsolably
a bandit told her don't cry my life
nothing has happened here

And a parrot in the tangle repeated incessantly
this chorus I bring you because I heard it sing

Holy Barbara blessed, blessed Saint Cayetano
he who buries his treasure, his hand follows

You parrot, shut your beak, replied the bandit
you will never get rich if you don't save your money.