El Aguajal
Los Shapis
The Swamp
(Chapulin sings sweetly to everyone)
If he left without saying goodbye, let him leave
There are loves, all treacherous
There are loves, all of them are liars
The swamp of that place is only my suffering
The papaya tree in that place only knows my torments
I call here, I call there without anyone answering me
I look here, I look there because no one shows up
If he left without saying goodbye, let him leave
There are loves, all treacherous
There are loves, all of them are liars
The swamp of that place is only my suffering
The orange grove of that place only knows my torments
I call here, I call there without anyone answering me
I look here, I look there because no one shows up
