Paroles et traduction Víctor García - La Tertulia

La Tertulia

La otra noche fui de fiesta en cas'e Julia,
Se encontraba ya reunida la familia:
Mari-Pepas, Felícitas, Luz y Otilia
Y Camila, que alegraba la tertulia.

Mientras La Lupe daba al niño su mamila
Doña Cleta pidió un botella a Celia,
Nos formó a los de confianza dos en fila
Y brindamos con charanda de Morelia.

Después Amelia... puso la vitrola
Y le tupimos a la danza, ahí, hechos bola;
Había un cadete... que celaba a Chelo,
Mas la canija con Gaspar se daba vuelo.

Después nos dieron sangüichitos de jalea,
A unos ponches y a los tristes coca-cola,
Como la gata pa' servir ni se menea
Pa' la cocina yo me fui con mi charola.

Ahí me encontré con los amiguitos de Ofelia
Que a contrabando habían metido su tequila,
Nos aventamos una copas tras la pila
Y por poquito ya mero nos cae Amelia.

Luego pidieron... que cantara Lola
Y soportamos "Ya te doy la despedida..."
Después tía Cleta... tocó la pianola,
Pa' que no hablara le dimos buena aplaudida.

Yo me hice fuerte y le canté "Una carta a Ufemia",
Que me echo un gallo y un changuito me vacila,
Que me le arranco, pero me detuvo Ofelia,
Si no en el limbo ya estuviera haciendo fila.

Pero ya estaba digerida la jalea,
Pos la mujer del general me hacía la bola,
Va con el chisme la metiche de Carola
Que viene el viejo y que empieza la pelea.

Se armó el relajo... sacó su pistola,
Yo, precavido, me escondí tras la pianola.
Vino la "julia"... que llamó Carola,
Y pa' la cárcel nos llevaron hechos bola.

The Gathering

The other night I went to a party at Julia's,
The family was already gathered:
Mari-Pepas, Felícitas, Luz and Otilia,
And Camila, who livened up the party.

As La Lupe was feeding her baby a bottle,
Doña Cleta asked Celia for a bottle,
She lined us up, the trusted ones, two by two
And we toasted with charanda from Morelia.

Then Amelia... put on the record player
And we danced, all in a huddle;
There was a cadet... who was jealous of Chelo,
But that naughty one was having a fling with Gaspar.

Then they gave us jelly sandwiches,
Some punch and the sad ones a Coca-Cola,
The cat couldn't be bothered to serve,
So I went to the kitchen with my tray.

There I met Ofelia's little friends
Who had smuggled in their tequila,
We threw back one shot after another,
And Amelia almost caught us.

Then they asked... for Lola to sing
And we endured "I'm saying goodbye to you..."
Then Aunt Cleta... played the pianola,
We applauded her so she wouldn't talk.

I got brave and sang "A letter to Ufemia",
I hit a bum note and a monkey made fun of me,
I got a bit loud, but Ofelia stopped me,
Otherwise I'd be in limbo, queuing up.

But the jelly was already digested,
The general's wife was eyeing me up,
Along came Carola, the gossip,
That the old man was coming and the fight would start.

The mess began... he pulled out his gun,
I, being cautious, hid behind the pianola.
Along came "Julia"... who Carola had called,
And we were taken to jail in a bundle.