El Abuelo Frederick

He has a white beard, six fingers on each hand
A mansion with an orchard and a ranch full of pigs

This is our grandfather Frederick, with his dog Takasmin
I'm going to tell you the story of the parsley sticks

Very strange things were seen in grandfather's house
The insomnia of a spider and a parrot vomiting frogs
Sometimes we go to the countryside and he takes the bollere
Dress with takacmina, make two joints at once

That old man, every morning
Plant parsley under your bed

Then look for the takacninas
In the deepest walls of the mines

The grandfather drank glasses of sweaty bull juice
And the war between tomatoes and turnips began
This was in his garden, which is uncontrollable
Watermelons release broth and asparagus tomato seeds

Bombing inside the orchard
And even the pigs lost respect for him
Rabbit-faced tomato plant
The hippies are coming and they're going to make you look like a hick!

Bombing inside the orchard
Peppers grow on Grandpa's beard
Mr. countryman, black sheep
They steal your lettuce and treat you like a dog

And the grandfather says he has a corner
To set up a shop and sell takacninas
And the grandfather says he is going to make war
He's going to beat anyone who pulls out his weeds
And he does nothing!