Mi Pollosonico

With three pesos and two old bottles
excitedly I ran after the truck
that announced with one of those horns that sound like a trombone
(two bottles for a little chicken, come on in)
I shouted at him, hey mister, don't speed up, wait for me
after all, my Sunday was enough to buy what he had to sell
I handed him the two bottles and the money
and he lowered a box full of holes
and said: choose one but look at them all first
I saw you, among all the bunch you were the best, man
your color dazzled me, it was a green but a tough one
my sonic chicken, nothing can compare to you
my sonic chicken, you're spectacular
with your color you scare away dogs that want to chase me
my sonic chicken
but what I like the most is that when you hear a Colombian song you start dancing
shsh crazy Colombia,
dance little chicken, dance little chicken, dance
aletelele little chicken
dance little chicken, dance little chicken, dance
the guys who also bought chickens
get upset because you're on another level
and they want me to trade you for marbles, for a spinning top, for a yo-yo
I tell them they stress me out, they should buy a forest and get lost
my sonic chicken, nothing can compare to you
my sonic chicken, you're spectacular
with your color you scare away dogs that want to chase me
my sonic chicken
but what I like the most is that when you hear a Colombian song you start dancing
but what I like the most is that when you hear a Colombian song you start dancing