Question

Por favor nos ayudan con la leyenda de la tunda en ingles ! <3

Answer 1

Legend Tunda..
The Tunda is not black, is very black, like a night without moon or stars in a house without doors or windows. LaTunda has no mouth, even Bemba, but bembisisísima, that is, a bemba so and so. Instead of his right leg operates a mill that sounds tum tum when walking through the woods, but when her smile lights up the night, rain freshly peeled coconuts and white butterflies flying. So the people who know, is dacuenta that Tunda is around, which means you should immediately follow the advice of my grandmother always says "whoever lives Juye, sonny." And the Tunda not live there, but allúj, ie far as there, but when it comes pacá, ie, closer to here, the thing is getting color ant and later freckled aguineo smell because less thought out, and sometimes the thought, appears shaking hips on the roads and, with its monstrous coquetry, convinces the walker distracted for a "Tapao and shrimp" is done for her coma. Yes, you heard right, a 'tapao "that if you do not know, is prepared in the kitchen esmeraldeña know paradise, glory and pit at the same time. As it Tunda "richer than tapao shrimp, only tapao shrimp by me" he says, so how would understand, the traveler accepts the dead invitation of taste, especially if they are already more than three in the afternoon and has not eaten but a couple of cold majajas .Once installed into the jungle, shrimp flavored with herbs secret delinvitado melt in your mouth. The Tunda, dressed in a beautiful colorá skirt, delights asking every five minutes"More?", And the traveler only manages to say "yes" to the head, mouth full of watery saliva and a greedy tongue continues to savor the magic tapao.Al after ten or twelve dishes the Tunda already kindled his pipe and reed, cross-legged, fumatranquila the foot of a guabo or a manguero, which is closer to his broad shoulders. Meanwhile, satisfied to the skin, slow the guest sipping drinks from a bowl of water zurumba she has prepared himself with handfuls of panela and sharp leaves of lemongrass.It is at that moment when it all starts to become suddenly more than from the slow-ponecada Tunda once more beautiful in the eyes of man, as you are beginning to feel white butterflies on her head at the beginning is just a flutter softly, then similar to that of black wasps buzzing after a largalluvia summer, and soon after an unbearable noise, as if millions of bats revolotearandesesperados him between the eyes, ears and sien.El guy thinks he is indigestion but, it is not indigestion, what happens is that it was just "entundado", ie, maddened by the Tunda. Since then the pass reciting tenths speak of his great-beauty-night, putting banana leaves on the ground to dirty demolinillo leg is not dirty, making braids colored in by the hair hopelessly kissing huge calloused hands cadacinco minutes, and preparing him pescao two separate sweaty, brown and chicken puzandaos encocaos of cangrejopara incredible lunch that Tunda Miss dispatched once you get who serves. They say, the daughter of the devil with a black princess enjoys his wide that "love" crazy for a while until it bulges (I mean tires) and leaving the entundao that, as you will understand, is heartbroken. Then, leaping and jumping, dancing and dancing, walking and walking, from whom entundá alluj is buzzing, and so on, until the currulao bembé runs or die.
And by the way, at this terrible moment I have not eaten but a cold cassava, do not smell the shrimp tapao hovering in the air? Mmmm, yes it is a tapao shrimp. Well, do you want me to tell the truth? I can not take more. I'm going for that veredita cheerful pall, pal monte, to eat, to eats my Tapao ... and you, what ?, do not you come too?