La Chusma [English translation]

At the courthouse door,

The friends, the relatives

All equally dressed,

Very happy and toothless smiley

Were waiting for the newlyweds.

The bride very late

Has arrived and for a long while.

Maybe to boast

About her cheap pink shoes,

She moved among the people.

The broom wasn't appearing

And mistrusting looks

Were exchanging the aunts

Of the bride and the sisters in law,

Combed with occasional curls.

Time kept passing

And the bride suddenly

Saw coming something dreadful.

Something that before the decent people

Would make her come off badly.

When it became obvious

That the wedding wouldn't happen

The least indulgents

With gossips and empty rumors

Were explaining the happening.

To console the bride

I think they were insulting,

The traitor of her wishes

For deceitful and hypocrite

How ugly to leave this girl so bad.

But for the inside the attendees

Were pondering unsatisfied,

That she prematurely

Had called him to his house.

Well done, let her pay the consequences.

Suddenly came to the courthouse

Some terrible news.

The broom had killed himself,

There's a wake instead of party.

Orchestra, let's change the repertoire.

The boy had died

On the way to the wedding

Very close to the harbor

In a very violent car crash.

I'm sorry, said the clerk to the bride.

It was an original wake.

There was a lot of pastry.

The bride cried for the wedding,

His father cried for the waste.

What a night, what a play to give up.

But the rabble doesn't forgive

And among condolences and wine,

Somebody mentioned the zone

Where the boy had died.

Damn, the novice went to train.

Other said that the deceased

Having regrets,

Had came speeding to the harbor

To fade away.

I think, that this was his thought.