El Duende Alegre
Octavio Mesa
The Merry Goblin
They call me the goblin and I look for the chatty old ladies
I play the bandolina, tiple, and guacharaca
And I dance in the air riding on the broom
I play the bandolina, tiple, and guacharaca
And I dance in the air riding on the broom
I'm the merry goblin
Who walks around the neighborhood
I don't care for
Cross or scapular
I throw stones and play tejo, always chasing married women
I like widows to make them fall in love
Because the deceased no longer gets anything
I like widows to make them fall in love
Because the deceased no longer gets anything
I'm the merry goblin
Who walks around the neighborhood
I don't care for
Cross or scapular
I climb on the roofs to scare the old ladies, I am the demon
I pinch the children and every minute
That I enter a house, I ruin a marriage
I pinch the children and every minute
That I enter a house, I ruin a marriage
I'm the merry goblin
Who walks around the neighborhood
I don't care for
Cross or scapular
I'm the merry goblin
Who walks around the neighborhood
I don't care for
Cross or scapular