Lyrics and translation Lorenzo De Monteclarò - El Chiflador

El Chiflador

Siempre que paso por su casa
Y al pie de su ventana
Me pongo yo a chiflar

Oigo a su mami que le dice
"Llegó el del chiflidito
Que lata nos va a dar"

"Hija, ese no te conviene
Nada más te entretiene
Nomás sabe chiflar"

"Hija, si sales a la puerta
La dejas bien abierta
No se vaya a mandar"

Sales nomás un momentito
Si te pide un besito
Lo pones a chiflar

Cuando su mami se descuida
Nos vamos calle arriba
No dejo de chiflar

Cuando en obscuro rinconcito
Los dos ya muy solitos
La empiezo yo a besar

Oigo a su mami que le grita
"¡Ya métete, mijita!
Ya no lo oigo chiflar"

Ella se mete apresurada
Y yo de retirada
Pues vuelvo yo a chiflar

The Whistler

Every time I pass by your house
And at the foot of your window
I start whistling

I hear your mom say to you
"The whistling guy has arrived
What a pain he's going to be"

"Honey, he's not good for you
He only entertains you
All he knows how to do is whistle"

"Honey, if you go outside to the door
You'll leave it wide open
May he not sneak in"

Just go out for a moment
If he asks for a kiss
Tell him to whistle

When your mom's not looking
We walk up the street
I don't stop whistling

When in a dark little corner
The two of us all alone
I start kissing you

I hear your mom yell at you
"Go inside, honey!
I don't hear him whistling anymore"

She rushes inside
And I retreat
As I start whistling again