Running from the civil guards,
a gipsy of Perchel,
without thinking twice,
Where did he ended?
in a hen coop,
and what did he found?
a fine hen turkey,
making love to a tom turkey.
The gipsy jumped the wall,
with a lot of talent,
and when he found out,
he was in with a sack.
He caught the two,
he scaped with the two,
and calling his other half,
he said this way:
Stuff the turkey with cherries,
stuff the turkey with cherries,
I'll stuff the turkey hen,
with sugar, cinnamon and clove,
I'll stuff the turkey hen,
with sugar, cinnamon and clove.
The tom turkey was already roasted,
and the hen turkey in the grill,
and they called at the door,
you'll see what happened!
a civil guard with moustache came in,
Oh god, what a scare!
he rose his fusil to the face,
and he said this way:
Where's that tom turkey,
where's that hen turkey,
because it's not funny at all,
that I don't taste a wing.
He sat with the two,
he ate with the two,
and the gipsy to his woman
he said this way:
Stuff the turkey with cherries,
stuff the turkey with cherries,
I'll stuff the turkey hen,
with sugar, cinnamon and clove,
I'll stuff the turkey hen,
with sugar, cinnamon and clove.