Cantos de Pilón II

Goodbye, dear little hand, ooh, ooh
Goodbye, as I say goodbye little hand
Tell me why you don't answer me, little hand ooh, ooh

Hit that mortar hard, hum, hum
Until it breaks, hum
In the woods, there's plenty of wood
And dad knows how to do it, hum

My head hurts now, hum, hum
From pounding the mortar so much, hum, hum
To fatten a pig
And buy myself a nightgown, hum

Up there on that hill, jium, jium
There's a civil marriage, jjium, jium
The donkey's lips are marrying
With the violin's neck, jium

If it's for your husband, hum, hum
Take him, there he goes, hum, hum
A cretonne nightgown
He hasn't given it to me yet, hum

I don't want a married man, jium, jium
Because he smells like hard kill, jium, jium
I want him single
Smelling like ripe pineapple, hum

And there goes the devil's face, hum, hum
With a demon's heart, hum, hum
His tongue is black
From giving false testimonies, hum

The arrogant one thinks, jium, jium
That she deserves everything, jium, jium
And lives in a piece of a shack
That the wind shakes, jium