La pulga sabia [English translation]

There is an evil flea

which now is annoying me

because it bites me and goes into hiding

and I can't get my hands on it.

It jumps and jumps, gets into my clothes

making a joke of my modesty

its impertinence makes me angry

and once I get to catch it alive

for this vile beast

that I am seeking

for this vile beast

there is no salvation.

There is no salvation,

there is no salvation!

I was resting, reading

a precious novel

when this insolent flea

came to get on my nerves.

Now four times it has escaped from me

when I thought I hIad caught it

and for the amount it has bitten me

for this so indiscrete flea

once I've got it

in my hands

once I've got it

there will be no pardon.

There will be no pardon,

there will be no pardon!

Although I lost my peacefulness

through a rash flea

I am going to stay calm

since I've achieved the killing.

Now it runs no more,

now it bites no more,

in my hands

in the end it died.

This girl is going back

to her rest

and consequentially, good sirs,

this song

has ended

completely,

it has finshed.

This song,

this song.