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La Guachimana

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LETRA 'LA GUACHIMANA'
Yo no se por que motivo,
por que razón
a la mujer le echan vaina.
Cuando decide alegrarse
o estar contenta,
nunca falta un lengua larga.
Pero en cambio mi marido
me montó una guachimana,
frente a un montón de alcahuetes
que de mi no dicen nada.
Si supieran el descaro
que tiene la condenada,
la encontré con mi marido
con un bochinche en la cama.
Yo fui quien tuvo la culpa,
creo que la tuve
por irme a casa de mi "mama".
Cuando volví, mi marido, el cachazudo,
me tenía una guachimana.
La lleva a la discoteca,
a bailar salsa y lambada,
si acaso me leva a mi
no me toca ni me baila.
Cuando me compro un pollito
me toca la parte mala,
ella se come los muslos
y yo la punta e'las alas...
Esa Guachimana
se come lo mio,
hace tres semanas
que yo no he comío
Y aquí estoy solita
y aguantando frío.(Bis).
Yo no se que le daría,
que le daría la bendita guachimana,
lo tiene tan embruja'o, tan domina'o
que hasta dormido la llama.
Pa'completar, a mi esposo,
no se le quita una rabia,
y delante de la gente,
es cuando más me regaña.
Cuando lo invito a jugar
dice que no tienes ganas,
que ganas le va a quedar,
lo cansó la guachimana.
Mi vecina me contó, me aseguró
que miró a la guachimana,
con una foto de él, de mi marido
metida en un vaso de agua,
al lao'un sapo amarillo
amarrao con una rana.
El sapo era mi marido,
la rana la guachimana.
Voy a buscar una bruja de Cabruta
o de Caicara, para bajar de una vez
el pájaro de la rama.
Esa Guachimana
se come lo mio,
hace tres semanas
que yo no he comío
Y aquí estoy solita
y aguantando frío.(Bis).

The Other Woman

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LYRICS 'THE OTHER WOMAN'
I don't know why,
for what reason
women are always gossiped about.
When she decides to be happy
or content,
there's always a loose tongue around.
But instead, my husband
brought me an "other woman",
in front of a bunch of gossips
who say nothing about me.
If they only knew the audacity
of that damned woman,
I found her with my husband
making a ruckus in bed.
It was my fault,
I think it was
for going to my "mama's" house.
When I came back, my husband, the sly one,
had an "other woman" for me.
He takes her to the disco,
to dance salsa and lambada,
if he ever takes me
he doesn't even touch me or dance with me.
When he buys me a chicken
I get the bad part,
she eats the thighs
and I get the tips of the wings...
That other woman
eats what's mine,
it's been three weeks
since I've eaten
And here I am alone
and enduring the cold.(Repeat).
I don't know what he gave her,
what the blessed "other woman" gave him,
she has him so bewitched, so dominated
that he even calls her name in his sleep.
To top it off, my husband,
can't seem to shake his anger,
and in front of people,
is when he scolds me the most.
When I invite him to play
he says he doesn't feel like it,
how could he have the energy,
the "other woman" tired him out.
My neighbor told me, she assured me
that she saw the "other woman",
with a photo of him, of my husband
placed in a glass of water,
next to a yellow toad
tied up with a frog.
The toad was my husband,
the frog the "other woman".
I'm going to find a witch from Cabruta
or Caicara, to bring down the bird
from the branch once and for all.
That other woman
eats what's mine,
it's been three weeks
since I've eaten
And here I am alone
and enduring the cold.(Repeat).