Descripción en Youtube:
Incredible spanish mezzosoprano TERESA BERGANZA sings aria "La tarántula é un bicho mu malo" from Zarzuela LA TEMPRANICA by Gerónimo Giménez.
libretto by Julian Romea Castro
Conductor: Raymond Leppard
WORDS in spanish:
*Grabie*
La tarántula é un bicho mú malo;
No se mata con piera ni palo;
Que juye y se mete por tós los rincones
Y son mú malinas sus picazones.
¡Ay mare!, no zé que tengo
Que ayé pazé por la era
Y ha principiaito a entrarme
Er má de la temblaera.
Zerá q'a mí me ha picáo
La tarántula dañina
Y estoy toitico enfermáo.
Por su sangre tan endina.
¡Te coman los mengues
Mardita la araña
Que tié en la barriga
Pintá una guitarra!
Bailando se cura tan jondo doló.
¡Ay! ¡Mal haya la araña que a mí me picó!
No le temo á los rayos ni balas
Ni le temo á otra cosa más mala
Que me hizo mi pare;
Más guapo que er gayo
Pero á ese bichito lo parta un rayo.
¡Ay mare! yo estoy malito.
Me está entrando unos suores
Que me han dejaito seco
Y comío de picores.
Zerá que á mí me ha picáo
La tarántula dañina,
Por eso me he quedao
Más dergao que una sardina.
¡Te coman los mengues,
Mardita la araña
Que tié la barriga
Pintá una guitarra!
Bailando se cura tan jondo doló.
¡Ay! ¡Mal haya la araña que a mí me picó!
ENGLISH TRANSLATION:
The tarantula's an evil little critter
You can't kill it with sticks or with stones
For it runs off and hides in corners
And it's sting is wicked
Ay mother! I don't know what's up with me
Only yesterday
I went into the threshing barn
And now I'm shaking all over.
I must have been stung
By the nasty tarantula
And now I'm really ill.
Their blood is so bad
May the devils eat one another!
To hell with the spider
That on it's stomach
Has a painted guitar!
Dancing is the only cure for this terrible pain.
Ay! Curse the spider that stung me!
I'm not afraid of thunderbolts or bullets
I'm not afraid of the worse things
My dad's done to me;
He's more handsome than a cockerel
But may that critter be struck by a bolt.
Ay mother, I've got it bad.
I'm getting into one of those sweats
That dries you up
And gets you all scabby
I must have been stung
By the nasty tarantula
And that's why I'm getting
Thinner than a sardine.
May the devils eat one another!
To hell with the spider
That on it's stomach
Has a painted guitar!
Dancing is the only cure for this terrible pain.
Ay! Curse the spider that stung me!
