Lyrics and translation Evelyn Cornejo - El gallo Roberto

El gallo Roberto

Yo tenia un gallo
Y me lo mataron
Cuando lo mataban eso degraciados
Entraron a casa me lo arrebataron
Y por la mañana estaba descuartizaó
Yo tenia un gallo, un gallo colorado
Con sus patas secas también bailaba cueca
Sus alas brillante al cielo sacudia
La gallina sola su cuerpo le ofrecia.
Yo tenia un gallo, un gallo cantante
Sus patas secas bailaban cueca
Si la guitarra la escuchaba, él se acercaba y la zapateaba
Tenia un gallo, un gallo cantante
Sus patas secas bailaban cueca
Si la guitarra la escuchaba, él se acercaba y la zapateaba.
Cuando llego a casa pregunto por Roberto
Todos se han callado y se rien por dentro,
Todos se han callado su malda sospecho,
Su mirada fria delata su cobardia
Cuando fui a la mesa estaba todo servido
Y en el ensangretao plato reconoci su cuerpo, me pare enseguida, los plato lance al suelo
Como se atrevieron, matar al gallo Roberto.
Yo tenia un gallo, un gallo cantante
Sus patas secas bailaban cueca
Si la guitarra la escuchaba, él se acercaba y la zapateaba
Tenia un gallo, un gallo cantante
Sus patas secas bailaban cueca
Si la guitarra la escuchaba, él se acercaba y la zapateaba
Tenia un gallo, un gallo cantante
Sus patas secas bailaban cueca
Si la guitarra la escuchaba, él se acercaba y la zapateaba.

Roberto the Rooster

I had a rooster
And he was slaughtered
When they were slaughtering him those wretches
Broke into the house and tore him from my grasp
And in the morning he was butchered
I had a rooster, a red rooster
With dry legs he also danced the cueca
His shining wings he shook at the sky
The lonely hen offered him her body.
I had a rooster, a singing rooster
His dry legs danced the cueca
If he heard the guitar, he would approach and tap his feet
I had a rooster, a singing rooster
His dry legs danced the cueca
If he heard the guitar, he would approach and tap his feet.
When I came home I asked for Roberto
Everyone kept quiet and laughed inside,
Everyone kept quiet, I suspect their evil
Their cold gaze betrays their cowardice
When I went to the table everything was served
And on the bloodstained plate I recognised his body, I immediately got up and threw the plate to the floor
How dare they, kill the rooster Roberto.
I had a rooster, a singing rooster
His dry legs danced the cueca
If he heard the guitar, he would approach and tap his feet
I had a rooster, a singing rooster
His dry legs danced the cueca
If he heard the guitar, he would approach and tap his feet
I had a rooster, a singing rooster
His dry legs danced the cueca
If he heard the guitar, he would approach and tap his feet.