Arrabalera
Tita Merello
Arrabalera
My house was a big courtyard
From the slum, very proletarian
Newspaper paper the diaper
Of the drawer, where I grew up
To show my coat of arms
Modest and healthy pedigree
Listen, hey, introduce me
I'm Felisa Roverano
Nice to meet you, you're welcome
Slum girl
Like a vine flower
That grew in the alley
Slum girl
I am a true full sister
Of Chiclana and compadron
If I earn my daily bread
What do I care about the dictionary
Or speaking with distinction
I carry a stamp of nobility
I'm a true Buenos Aires woman
I have the voice of a bandoneon
If given the chance
To dance a tango arroespe
Stir up his heart
Of a sentimental man
And when swirling my percale
Mark your fancy step
Because in the musical challenge
The great seven is known
My slum lineage
Slum girl
Like a vine flower
That grew in the alley
Slum girl
I am a true full sister
Of Chiclana and compadron
If I earn my daily bread
What do I care about the dictionary
Or speaking with distinction
I carry a stamp of nobility
I'm a true Buenos Aires woman
I have the voice of a bandoneon