El Gallo Eduardo Montenegro

(Okay okay, now I would like to sing a song, which I made)
(It's been a long time, how good is one of those songs)
(They are no longer yours because with your love you made them yours)

The little birds sing, the clouds rise
Laying hens instead of laying eggs
They console a desolate rooster

Well, like every morning when he went to announce the day
The rooster was speechless, his voice wouldn't come out
He had a hoarseness and couldn't even cluck

No matter how much he opened his beak, not a peep came out
How would the day start if his song was not heard?
I was convinced that the world would end

So that's it
The sun will only rise on the day the chickens
They start pissing
Pay attention
To what this hoarse rooster would like to tell you
Kikirikikí kikirikikí kikiriki

The little birds sing, the clouds rise
If the world turns and turns and turns
And the sun shines, shines, shines
Do you think they would stop?
Because a rooster would suffer from aphonia
That was nonsense

That which some men
They think they live forever
May his soul rise to heaven
Even though his body is dead
As if in the firmament
There would be room for so many

San is over
The only thing that goes up to heaven
They are the farts that worms make
When they eat their remains

He looked like the Ugly Duckling
Leaving the henhouse
They waved goodbye to me with handkerchiefs
Crying her ganillas
Without any direction or north
And the rooster wandered away
Until one very tired day
He stopped to sleep a little
It was the warrior's rest

And in an enchanted forest
Under a thousand-year-old oak tree
There is no future, said the wise man
He continued asking in vain
Who the hell was first?
Was it the chicken or the egg?

San is over
And the dawn came
And not a rooster was heard singing
That absurd day
An owl was announcing it
Pay attention
To what any donkey
I would give my opinion on this absurd question
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

The little birds are silent and that is because
It was an owl that did not sing
Hello rooster said the owl
This is an enchanted forest
I'm the bug you were looking for
I am the one who wakes up
To the Sun every morning

To the vegetarian wolf
And to the republican lion
And to all the weirdos
I am an owl, I am a witch
Have you noticed how cheesy it is?
It's the moral
From the Milkmaid's Tale

Nothing here as it seems
Here one is born
Here one becomes
Without anyone ordering it to you
You only do what you like
Dare if you want
To never do what you should

San is over
There's a rooster locked up here
Where is the cat's fourth foot?
Better a question in hand
Let a hundred answers fly by
Pay attention
I know how to fix the world
I beg for a little silence
I'll say it loud and clear
But only once

I will sing like this or like this or like that
As I feel like singing
Breeze, lerelerela
Columns, gererere

Little birds sing, the clouds rise
Who really came first?
The turtle or the rabbit?
Does a chicken really exist?
That lays the golden eggs?
Once upon a time there was a rooster
Who knew the end of the story
That they were very happy
They ate partridges
I don't give a damn
If the world runs on batteries
With butane or gasoline

It is painful to be wise
And discover garlic soup
He moved aside a huge tree
And finally he could see the forest
And what I want is to leave
With music to another place

And that's it
The Bremen Town Musicians
They have been murdered
The donkey, the dog, the cat
And the corpse of the rooster
No one has found it yet
Pay attention
You know what would happen?
If the wind and the water
And all transparent things
Suddenly they had color

You are blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah
Why? Blah blah blah blah