El Panadero
Tin Tan
The Baker
The baker with the bread
The baker with the bread
The baker with the bread
The baker with the bread
Early he goes and takes it out
Warm in your basket
To go out with your clientele
Through the main streets
And also the citadel
And then to the portals
And he who doesn't leave stays
Without bread to eat
Say if they go
Soon to come out
Because otherwise
To follow
Distributing the bread
Distributing the bread
Distributing the bread
to eat
I bring bolillos
And teleras in season
Also gendarmes, kisses
Lots of shells
And I bring puff pastries, girlfriends, horns
What happened Marchancita?
Are you going out, yes or no?
Come on, I'm combing my hair!
Go ahead then, Marchancita, take him
I bring ties, volcanoes, stones
Widows, bars, a hug, right?
And the horns, what happened?
It won't be possible there, Marchancita
Baker leaves
Baker leaves
Baker leaves
Baker leaves
Baker leaves
