Colombina

In the tumult of the Momo hussars
Dazzled by the lights of another neighborhood
That murguista saluting with his hat
He said goodbye to the stage as always

Among the cloud of painted children
He saw the smile that a princess sent
Among the faces of mixed colors
He doubted if the kindness was for him

And just in case he bowed
To the girl who stayed at night
At the moment of splitting the bathtub
Flying a kiss landed on his window

And step by step anxiety hurt him
There was little left of the night itinerary
One after another the cuplés followed one another
They withdrew from the last stage

He threw the costume on the back of the seat
He erased the remains of paint with his hand
Flying a bin he carried it against the wind
He saw her right at the exit of the stage

How are you doing, said the murguista to the girl.
That cut him off with his indifferent look
He said "Fine" and left it as if nothing had happened.
Again
The princess
He got lost among the people

May the echo of the drums never go out
Don't let them take the dolls from the stage
I want to live in the reign of God Momo
I want to be a hussar of your devilish army

Don't let the yellow light bulbs go off
May the withdrawal never go away again
I want to sing a song to Colombina
I want to take your drawn smile