Текст и перевод песни Joan Sebastian - La Mama de los Pollitos

La Mama de los Pollitos

Una gallinita gira
Se paró y hecho tres gritos
Una gallinita gira
Se paró y hecho tres gritos

Muy ufana se decía
Ser mamá de los pollitos
Muy ufana se decía
Ser mamá de los pollitos

Al otro lado del cerco
Canta un gallo copetón
Al otro lado del cerco
Canta un gallo copetón

Tú no fueras mamacita
Si no es por mi pisotón
Tú no fueras mamacita
Si no es por mi pisotón

Ya lo ven, ya lo ven
Que esta vida es un palenque
No lo creen, no lo creen
Y si no lo creen, no le aunque

Si la gallinita gira
Gira, gira en su nidito
Si la gallinita gira
Gira, gira en su nidito

Claro que tiene derecho
De pararse a echar un grito
Claro que tiene derecho
De pararse a echar un grito

En las ferias juegan gallos
Y en las peleas se apuesta
En las ferias juegan gallos
Y en las peleas se apuesta

Todo gracias a los huevos
De una gallina como esta
Que más tarde son los pollos
De una gallina como esta

Ya lo ven, ya lo ven
Que esta vida es un palenque
No lo creen, no, lo creen
Y si no lo creen, no le aunque

Una gallinita ciega
Se enredó con un perico
Una gallinita ciega
Se enredó con un perico

Y aunque la gallina lo niega
Hay un pollo merolico
Aunque la ciega lo niega
Hay un pollo merolico

Ya lo ven, ya lo ven
Que esta vida es un palenque
No lo creen, no lo creen
Y si no lo creen, no le aunque

Mother of the Chicks

A hen is spinning
She stopped and made three cries
A hen is spinning
She stopped and made three cries

Very proudly she said
To be the mother of the chicks
Very proudly she said
To be the mother of the chicks

On the other side of the fence
A crested rooster sings
On the other side of the fence
A crested rooster sings

You wouldn't be a little mama
If it weren't for my little dance
You wouldn't be a little mama
If it weren't for my little dance

You see, you see
That this life is a cockpit
You don't believe it, you don't believe it
And if you don't believe it, don't even bother

If the hen is spinning
She spins, she spins in her little nest
If the hen is spinning
She spins, she spins in her little nest

Of course she has the right
To stand up and cry out
Of course she has the right
To stand up and cry out

At the faircocks play
And in the fights they bet
At the faircocks play
And in the fights they bet

All thanks to the eggs
From a hen like this
Who later become chickens
From a hen like this

You see, you see
That this life is a cockpit
You don't believe it, you don't believe it
And if you don't believe it, don't even bother

A blind little hen
Got tangled up with a parakeet
A blind little hen
Got tangled up with a parakeet

And although the hen denies it
There's a chick that's a merelico
Although the blind one denies it
There's a chick that's a merelico

You see, you see
That this life is a cockpit
You don't believe it, you don't believe it
And if you don't believe it, don't even bother