Esa Negra Fuló – Luis Carbonell Ahora se cuenta que llegó (de eso hace ya mucho

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Esa Negra Fuló – Luis Carbonell Ahora se cuenta que llegó
(de eso hace ya mucho tiempo)
a la estancia de mi abuelo,
una negra algo bonita
que se llamaba Fuló. ¡Esa negra Fuló! ¡Esa negra Fuló! – ¡Oh Fuló! ¡Oh Fuló!
quedó luego de mucama,
para cuidar a la señora
y planchar la ropa del señor. ¡Esa negra Fuló! ¡Esa negra Fuló! – ¡Oh Fuló! ¡Oh Fuló!
(así hablaba la señora)
ven a ayudarme, Fuló,
ven a abanicar mi cuerpo,
que estoy sudando, ¡Fuló!,
a rascar mi picazón,
y a espulgarme la cabeza;
ven a mecerme la hamaca,… More
Now it is said that it arrived
(from that long time ago)
to my grandfather’s stay,
a black something pretty
His name was Fulo. That black Fulo! That black Fulo! – Oh Fulo! Oh Ful ó!
It was after maid,
to take care of the lady
and iron the lord’s clothes. That black Fulo! That black Fulo! – Oh Fulo! Oh Ful ó!
(That’s how the lady spoke)
Come help me, Fulo,
come to fan my body,
I’m sweating, Ful ó!,
to scratch my itch,
and to spruce my head;
Come and rock my hammock,
And come tell me a story,
I’m sleepy, Ful ó! That black Fulo! – ′′ There was one day a princess
who dwelled in a castle,
And that had a dress
with fish from the sea. He went into a duck’s leg,
came out for a chick,
And our Lord commanded
that you count to five “. That black Fulo! That black Fulo! – Oh Fulo! Oh Ful ó!
Take the kids to sleep, Ful ó. ′′ My mother did my hair,
my stepmom found out
by figs of the fig tree
that he knew pinched me “. That black Fulo! That black Fulo! – Fulo? Hey, Ful ó?
(so the lady said
Calling black Ful ó)
Tell me, where is the perfume
That your lord sent me? – It was you who stole it! – It was you who stole it! The Lord went to see black,
that the foreman whipped;
black stayed in leathers,
And the Lord said, ′′ Ful ó
The Lord saw dark, dark,
Like the black Ful ó) That black Fulo! That black Fulo! – Fulo? Hey, Ful ó?
and my lace handkerchief?
And the belt? And the brooch?
and my golden rosary
That your lord sent me?
It was you who stole them!
It was you who stole them! That black Fulo! That black Fulo! And it was the Lord to whip
alone at black Fulo:
black took off the skirt,
and the bra also removed,
And slowly left staying
Naked the black Ful ó… That black Fulo! That black Fulo! – Fulo? Hey, Ful ó?
Where, where is your Lord,
That Our Lord sent me?
Ah, you stole it from me
It was you, black Fulo? That black Fulo!
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