La virgen loca
Golpes Bajos
The Crazy Virgin
They go happy and bright
My little tadpoles
Shrunken and scared
Inside their clean clothes
(Don't hit me, mom)
As we leave, a warning
Praise the advice
We prepare for Sunday
In holy devotion and prayer
And woe to anyone I see running
Not even touching you
Because you'll feel my slipper
Sleeping warm the whole night through
One always working
Without giving a reward
When the funny part of it all
Is that they advise patience
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph
Help me in my agony
If I counted their sadness
When a mockery brings me down
The charitable heart
Has its fate written
There's not even a hope
To save this abyss
Poor torn soul
Haunted by fears
Right away a premonition
Abandonment and shadows
They go happy and bright
My little tadpoles
Shrunken and scared
Inside their clean clothes
As we leave, a warning
Praise the advice
We prepare for Sunday
In holy devotion and prayer
In holy devotion and prayer
