Текст и перевод песни Tita Merello - La viuda misteriosa

La viuda misteriosa

Una viuda misteriosa que vive al lao'e mi casa
Tiene dos "hijas mellizas" que dicen las va a casar.
Son dos "nenas" sospechosas, como su vieja, la viuda,
Que salen todas las tardes por Florida a pasear.
Muchas noches, a la puerta de calle, sale la vieja
Y les grita a las "mellizas": Vamos chicas, ¡a cenar!
Las "yama" "chicas" y tienen veintiocho cada una,
¡pobrecita las "chiquitas", recién comienzan a andar!

Se empaquetan en la pieza
Y hacen sonar los cubiertos
Pa' que sepan los vecinos
Que las tres van a lastrear...
Y aparentan comer "poyos"
Aunque la pasen a mate,
Pero, en fin... nadie lo sabe
Si es mentira o es verdad...

Dicen qu'esa es la viuda de un coronel jubilado,
Que un día lo envenenaron, yo no sé en que festival
Así dicen... pero creo que "esa" no es viuda, ni ese madre,
Ni esas chicas son "mellizas", que es un tongo, ¡ni qué hablar!
Así es la vida, amigazo, cada hogar es un misterio
La apariencia es una cosa y otra cosa es la verdad.
Y ¡compadre! Cuando sale la viuda con las "mellizas"
Salen todos los vecinos a la puerta a murmurar.

El caso es que las "mellizas"
Con su madre, qu'es la viuda,
A nadies manguean nada
Aunque dan que murmurar...
Y en el barrio del Mondongo
Cuando salen las tres "cosas"
Los vecinos con misterio
Se preguntan: ¿Dónde irán?

The Mysterious Widow

A mysterious widow who lives next door to me
Has two "twin daughters" that she says she's going to marry.
They are two suspicious "girls," like their old lady, the widow
Who go out every afternoon to parade down Florida.
Many nights, the old lady comes out to the street door
And yells at the "twins": Come on girls, let's eat dinner!
She "calls" them "girls" and they're each twenty-eight
Poor little "girls," they've barely started walking!

They pack themselves into the room
And make the silverware rattle
So the neighbors will know
That the three of them are going to gorge themselves...
And they pretend to eat "chickens"
Although they survive on mate
But, anyway...no one knows
If it's a lie or the truth...

They say that she's the widow of a retired colonel
Who was poisoned one day, I don't know at what festival
That's what they say...but I think that "she" isn't a widow, nor that mother
Nor those girls are "twins," it's a scam, not to mention!
That's life, my friend, every home is a mystery
Appearances are one thing and the truth is another.
And, buddy! When the widow goes out with the "twins"
All the neighbors come out to the door to gossip.

The thing is that the "twins"
With their mother, who's the widow
Don't beg anyone for anything
Although they give people something to gossip about...
And in the Mondongo neighborhood
When the three "things" go out
The neighbors with mystery
Ask themselves: Where are they going?