Un malvavisco curioso / A curious marshmallow

A hat walks through the kitchen, it is black and large in size, some say that he sings and that his voice is out of tune.

Yo, que soy un pomposo malvavisco,
lo veo pasar y lo sigo,
de repente el sombrero canta
y yo me rompo con su voz mal entonada.

I, who am a pompous marshmallow, see him pass by and follow him, suddenly the hat sings and I break with his badly intoned voice.

Eso me pasa por ser tan curioso,
por andar tras un sombrero solo,
ahora estoy roto
y deberé pegarme, de algún modo,
aunque no vuelva a ser el mismo malvavisco pomposo.

That's what I get for being so curious, for chasing after a hat alone, now I'm broken and I'll have to stick it together, somehow, even if I'll never be the same pompous marshmallow again.

_{Créditos
Stopmotion y cuento original de Margarita Palomino}