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LIBERACE AFTERNOON
Si papi le gusta el Mambo, ella tocaba una Sarzuela
En su bata de casa andando, detras del piano, su soledad
If papi liked a Mambo, she would play a Sarzuela,
She'd hang around in her house coat, behind the piano, her solitude
En Cuba se fuma tabaco, pero no en esta casa
A papi no le gustaba, dentras del piano, la muy salada
Tabacco is smoked in Cuba, but not in this house.
Papi did not like her, behind the piano, with her sassy self
CORO 1
Liberace afternoon, I remember watching you
Liberace afternoon, play the piano in your room
Liberace afternoon, candelabra, fancy suit
Liberace afernoon, I find myself still missing you
La furia de una chancleta teaches a child to keep his distance
De joven no la entendi, she always said I had the Devil in me
The fury of an old, beat-down slipper...
As a child, I did not understand her...
CORO 1
Los neighbors no se quejaron porque el sonido era tan bello
It was the only mouth she could not feed; the hunger of her memory
The neighbors never complained because the sound was so beautiful
CORO 2
Liberace afternoon, I remember watching you
Liberace afternoon, play the piano in your room
Liberace afternoon, I threw tantrums you threw brooms
Liberace afternoon, I find myself still missing you
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