Fandango Lyrics

8/2/2019 Fandango Lyrics

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[1] El Butaquito(Dominio Pblico) (letra cantada por SdM escrita por J. Dies)

Cuando la luna salebien de mi vida

y el sol se esconde,se prende un farolito, y sale la gente,

no s de dnde.

No s de dnde, no se de dnde,es un son jarocho.

Y es que esta misma noche,se har un fandangoaqu en la dieciocho.

Saca tu butaquitobien de mi vidamas no te sientes,

que llegaron los Sones, pa que no digasy no me cuentes.

Saca tu butaquitopara bailar,

que no hay mejor fandangoque el que se logra

en este lugar.

Sean todos bienvenidosdamas, seoresque aqu es su casa!

Avsenle a Don Carlos, pa que se traiga atoda la raza.

Toda la raza, toda la razavengan toditos.

Dganles que hay mojarras, unas guitarras,y hasta toritos.(1)

Saca tu butaquitocorazoncitovente al tapanco

que por la puerta llegannuestros amigos de Mono Blanco.

[1] El Butaquito (The Bench)(traditional) (words sung by SdM written by J. Dies)

When the moon rises

And the sun sets,A streetlight comes on, and peopleCome out of nowhere.

out of nowhereA son jarocho is heardBecause tonightThere will be a fandangoOn 18th Street.

Bring out your bench, darling,But dont sit down!Sones are here,So you cant complain.

Bring out your benchAnd dance!There is no better fandangoThan the oneThat takes place here.

All are welcome, ladies and gentlemen,Make yourselves at home!Go tell Don Carlos to bringThe whole gang!

the whole gang!Come all!Tell them theres fish, guitarsAnd even toritos.(1)

Bring out your bench, sweetheart,And come to the shelter!Our friends from Mono BlancoAre now coming through the door.

"Fandango on 18th Street"

(Fandango en la Calle 18)A New CD by Chicagos

Sones de Mxico Ensemble

LYRICS/LETRAS

(1) los toritos son bebidas hechas de jugos de fruta y alcohol de caa (1)toritos are mixed drinks made with fruit juices and rum


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Saca tu butaquitohazlo otra vez

que ya lleg Gilberto, Octavio, Csary Don Andrs.

Si alguna duda tienesde mi pasin,

toma un cuchillo y abre

mi corazn.

Mi corazn, mi corazn,pero con tiento.

Cuidado no te lastimescielito lindoque ests t dentro.

Saca tu butaquitosintate all

que te quiero ver sentada con tu papitocon tu mam.

Saca tu butaquito, tu butaquito,

tu butacazo.Ahora que estamos solosbien de mi vida

dame un abrazo.

[2] A Mi Nacin Mexicana(E. Rocha) (arreglo de V. Pichardo)

A mi patria quiero cantarle ahoray voy a hacerlo con todo el corazn

desde la Baja California hasta Sonora,tambin Chihuahua, Coahuila y Nuevo Len.

Mxico lindo yo canto para ti.Me da lo mismo un corrido que un huapango,por Tamaulipas y San Luis Potos,

Aguascalientes, Zacatecas y Durango.

Como aqul que navega en su canoa,soy Mexicano y de la ocasin me valgo:

viva Jalisco, Nayarit y Sinaloa,Guanajuato, Quertaro e Hidalgo.

Bellos Estados Unidos Mexicanos,toditos ellos tienen su capital

y as decimos entre amigos y paisanos

que viva siempre el Distrito Federal.

El Estado de Mxico y su sueloiluminan la aurora con su luz

le canto a Puebla, Tlaxcala y a Morelossin olvidar a mi lindo Veracruz.

Brindo a Colima mi canto con esmero,y en Oaxaca tambin lo escucharn.

En el medio tenemos a Guerrero;yo soy sincero, que viva Michoacn!

Bring out your benchDo it again!Gilberto, Octavio, Csarand Don Andrs have arrived.

If you have any doubtsThat my passion is true,Take a knife

And open up my heart.

open up my heartBut do it gentlyDont hurt yourselfBecause you are inside.

Bring out your benchAnd sit over there!I want to see you sitting with your daddyAnd your mama.

Bring out your bench

Your big bench!And now that we are alonePut your arms around me!

[2] A Mi Nacin Mexicana (Song to My Nation)(E. Rocha) (arr. by Victor Pichardo)

I want to sing to my nationWith all my heart.From Baja California to Sonora,Also Chihuahua, Coahuila and Nuevo Len.

Beautiful Mexico, today I sing for you,A corrido or a huapango is all the same to me,By way of Tamaulipas, San Luis Potos,Aguascalientes, Zacatecas and Durango.

Like he who travels by canoe,I am Mexican and I take this opportunity to sayLong live Jalisco, Nayarit, Sinaloa,Guanajuato, Quertaro and Hidalgo!

Beautiful United States of Mexico,Each has its own capitalAnd as we say among friends and compatriots,

Long live Distrito Federal, always!

Estado de Mxico and its landShine their light upon the dawn.I sing to Puebla, Tlaxcala and MorelosAnd I dont forget my beautiful Veracruz.

I dedicate my song to Colima.Oaxaca will hear it too.In between them there is also Guerrero.I speak sincerely: long live Michoacn!


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En todo Mxico mis coplas cantarnporque a ningn estado olvido yo.

Slo faltaban Campeche y Yucatn,Chiapas, Tabasco y tambin Quintana Roo.

Bellos Estados Unidos Mexicanos,toditos ellos tienen su capital

y as decimos entre amigos y paisanos

que viva siempre el Distrito Federal.

[3] Huapangos

(a) El Querreque(2)(Pedro Rosas) (arreglo y letra cantada por SdM escrita por J. Des)

(coplas originales cantadas por Guillermo Velzquez)

Los querreques son fantochesyo nunca les creo nadayo nunca les creo nada

los querreques son fantoches.

Les gustan mucho los cocheslos vinos y la paseada.

Despus de tantos derrochesse los lleva la tiznada.

Querreque, querreque,Querreque, querreque.

Si un querreque te encontrastezapateando El Caballito,zapateando El Caballito

si un querreque te encontraste.

No te asustes ni te espantes,si escuchas un fandanguito;

lleg Guillermo Velzquez,deja que trove un ratito


COPLA DE GUILLERMO VELZQUEZ:Un caballito feliz

es el son y es el huapango;rbol que hunde su razcomo la mata del mango

y en Veracruz y en San Luisel fandango es el fandango.

My verses will be sung across Mexicobecause I dont forget a single state.I was only missing Campeche, Yucatn,Chiapas, Tabasco and Quintana Roo.

Beautiful United States of Mexico,Each has its own capitalAnd as we say among friends and compatriots,

Long live Distrito Federal, always!

[3] Huapangos

(a) El Querreque(2)(Pedro Rosas) (arr. and words sung by SdM by J. Des)

(original recitations by Guillermo Velzquez)

Querreques are windbags,I never believe what they say.They like cars,

Wine and parties,And after their spreesThey go to hell.


If you find a querrequeTap dancing to "El Caballito,"Dont be afraid,Even if you hear a fandanguito.Guillermo Velzquez is here.Let him say something.

Querreque

RECITATION BY GUILLERMO VELZQUEZ:Son and huapango

Are like a frolicking horse,Like a tree that buries its roots,Like the mango tree.In Veracruz and San Luis

A fandango is a real fandango!

1a querreque is a type of woodpecker 1a querreque is a type of woodpecker


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Un querreque presumidode que conquistaba siemprede que conquistaba siempre

un querreque presumido.

Una hembra le ech un cumplidoy al macho le entr la fiebremas cuando lleg a su nido

le dieron gato por liebre.


COPLA DE GUILLERMO VELZQUEZ:Alto la msica!

Se va juntando la gentede cerca y de todos lados,

dualidad de los tablados,uno y otro y frente a frente.

Regocijo del ambiente,el de a pie, el caballerango,

y el poder es del huapangoque pugna entre vida y muerte

y empieza a latir ms fuerteel corazn del fandango.

(b) La Rosita(Dominio Pblico)

(arreglo de metales y letra de V. Pichardo)

Yo conoc una Rositabuena para zapatearbuena para zapatear

yo conoc una Rosita.Y le dije mamacita

Rosita s, Rosita novmonos a huapanguear.

Con la flor de tu sonrisaRosita s, Rosita no

yo me quisiera quedar.

Yo conoc otra Rositacantndole a lo divinocantndole a lo divino

yo conoc otra Rosita.

Y al tocarle un huapanguito,Rosita s, Rosita nome deleit con su trino.

Yo la quiero por bonitaRosita s, Rosita noy por su canto tan fino.

A querreque flauntedThat he always scored.Once a "lady" flattered himAnd he was very turned on,But when he arrived at her nestHe was in for a big surprise.

Querreque

RECITATION BY GUILLERMO VELZQUEZ:Stop the music!People gatherFrom near and farOn two stagesFacing towards eachother.Theres an atmosphere of joyFor those on foot and on horseback

And the power comes from huapangoWhich battles between life and death

And the heart of the fandangoBegins to beat harder.

(b) La Rosita (The Little Rose)(traditional)(brass arr. and words by V. Pichardo)

I once met a little roseWho was a good tap dancer.I told her, "Darling,

Lets go to the fandango.I would like to keepThe beauty of your smile."

I met another little roseWho sang like an angel.When I played her a huapango

She charmed me with her voice.I love her for her beautyAnd for her fine singing.


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(c) La Lavandera (Irish Washer Woman)(jig irlands/Dominio Pblico) (copla de J. Des)

Let us drink one for the Irish!let us dye the river green!

in Rio Verde it is stylish(to send) San Patricio down the stream!

[TRADUCCIN: Alcemos la copa por los irlandeses!

Pintemos el ro de verde!En Ro Verde se acostumbra

echar a San Patricio a la corriente.]

[4] Gustos(arreglo de metales de R. Lorenz)

(a) Tlapehuala(Isaas Salmern)

Viva Dios que es lo primeroporque l slo no se iguala.Como es justo y verdaderole di ciencia a Tlapehuala.

Ay, ay, ay, ayTlapehuala ha lucido

Aunque ande ausente de tino creas que yo te olvido.

Seores con alegrales cantar por escala.

Para la sombrerera

solamente Tlapehuala.

Ay, ay, ay, ayTlapehuala ha lucido

Aunque ande ausente de tino creas que yo te olvido.

(b) El Pauelo(Isaas Salmern)

El pao que t me distebien de mi vida

me lo han quitadoun novio que t tuvistebien de mi vidaantepasado.

Despus de haberlo entregadole dije "yo lo compr."

Me dijo "te han engaado,ese pauelo yo lo obsequi".

(c) La Lavandera (Irish Washer Woman)(traditional Irish jig) (recitation words written by Juan Des)

Let us drink one for the Irish!Let us dye the river green!In Ro Verde it is stylish(to send) San Patricio down the stream!

[4] Gustos(brass arr. by R. Lorenz)

(a) Tlapehuala(Isaas Salmern)

Praise the Lord, the Greatest,He alone is without match.Because He is so just and true,He gave so much to Tlapehuala.

Ay, ay, ay, ayTlapehuala has outdone itself!Even if I am far from you,I will not forget you.

Gentlemen, I will singThe entire scale with joy.Let it be known that for hatmakers

There is only Tlapehuala.

Ay, ay, ay, ayTlapehuala has outdone itself!Even if I am far from you,I will not forget you.

(b) El Pauelo (The Handkerchief)(Isaas Salmern)

The handkerchief that you gave me, darling,

Has been taken from me.An old boyfriend of yours, darling,From times past.

After giving it to him,I said, "I bought it."He said, "You have been lied to,I gave this handkerchief as a gift once."


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(c) Linaloe(J. Agustn Ramrez)

Son de mi tierra calienteque ha nacido en Tlapehuala

y que lo baila la gentedesde Chicago hasta Iguala.

Chilpancinguea bonitaIgualteca soadorade Guerrero eres la flor

y de mi vida eres la aurora.

Baila la zamba calientecanta esta alegre chilenaque est bonita la nochecon su luz de luna llena.

Ay, s!Ay, no!

para ti es todo mi amor

para ti es mi pensamientopara ti es mi adoracin.

Los Guerrerenses son

[5] Polkas

(a) Flor de Capomo(Francisco Aldaco)

(arreglo de V. Pichardo)

Trigueita hermosalinda vas creciendocomo los capomos

que se encuentran en la flor.

T mi chiquititate ando vacilando

te ando enamorandocon tanta emocin.

Maana o pasadoyo voy a tu casa

tu mam te ordenauna silla para m.

T mi chiquititafinjes no mirarme

ponte muy contentaporque estoy aqu.

(c) Linaloe(J. Agustn Ramrez)

This is the son from the hot lands,Born in TlapehualaAnd danced by peopleFrom Chicago to Iguala.

Oh beautiful woman from Chilpancingo,Dreamy woman from Iguala,You are the flower of GuerreroAnd the sunshine of my life.

Dance the hot zambaSing the joyful chilenaThe night is beautifulWith the light of a full moon.

Ay, yes!Ay, no!All my love is for you

All my thoughts are for youAll my devotion is for you.

They are the people of Guerrero.

[5] Polkas

(a) Flor de Capomo (Capomo Flower)(Francisco Aldaco)(arr..by V. Pichardo)

Beautiful girlYou are growingLike capomosIn bloom.

My little oneI am flirting with youI am courting youWith so much emotion.

If tomorrow or the day afterI go to your house

And your mother tells youTo get a chair for me.

You, my little one,May pretend not to look at me,But you should get happyBecause I am here.


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Trigueita hermosacuando tomo vino

siento tantas ganasde contigo platicar.

T mi chiquititate ando vacilando

te ando enamorando

y en ti me pongo a pensar.

Maana o pasadoyo voy a tu casa

tu mam te ordenauna silla para m.

T mi chiquititafinjes no mirarme

ponte muy contentaporque estoy aqu.

(b) Y Por Esa Calle Vive(Alfonso Esparza Oteo)

Y por esa calle vivela que a m me abandon.

Su mam tuvo la culpapues ella la desanim.

Ella lloraba,el otro da por la maana,

de un sentimiento

que ella guardaba.

Se agachaba y sonreapensara que rogaba yo.Mentiras, yo no le ruego;ese tiempo ya se acab.

(c) Caminos de Michoacn(Bulmaro Bermdez)

BMG Songs, Inc. (ASCAP). Derechos Reservados. Uso bajo licencia.

Cariito dnde te hayas?con quin te andars paseando?

Presiento que no me engaaspor eso te ando buscandovengo de tierras lejanas

noms por ti preguntando.

Me dieron razn que andabasen la tierras michoacanas,que de La Piedad viajabas

al rumbo de La Huacana.Te vieron cuando pasabaspor Zamora y Nueva Italia.

Beautiful girlWhen I drink wineI feel an urgeTo talk to you.

My little oneI am flirting with youI am courting to you

And I start to think about you.

If tomorrow or the day afterI go to your houseAnd your mother tells youTo get a chair for me.

You, my little one,May pretend not to look at me,But you should get happyBecause I am here.

(b) Y Por Esa Calle Vive(Thats the Street Where She Lives)(Alfonso Esparza Oteo)

Thats the street where she lives,the woman who left me.Her mother is to blameBecause she discouraged her.

She was cryingThe next morningFor a feeling

That she kept inside.

She would sit and smilePerhaps thinking that I would beg her.But she is wrong, I dont beg.Those days are over.

(c) Caminos de Michoacn (The Roads of Michoacn(Bulmaro Bermdez)

BMG Songs, Inc. (ASCAP). All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission.

Where are you, darling?Who are you traveling with?

I dont think you have a new love,So I am looking for you.I come from faraway landsJust asking about you.

They told me you wereIn Michoacn,That you were traveling from La PiedadTo La Huacana.They saw you when you passed throughZamora and Nueva Italia.


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Caminos de Michoacny pueblos que voy pasando,

si saben en dnde estpor qu me la estn negando?

Dganle que ando en Sahuayoy que voy pa Ciudad de Hidalgo.

Yo te seguir buscando

en estas tierras tan bellas,de Zitcuaro a Huetamo,de Apatzingn a Morelia.Ya me sueo acariciando

esa carita morena.

A Uruapan ir a buscarte,Tacmbaro y Pedernales,

Ptzcuaro, Villa Escalante,tambin Ario de Rosales.A ver si logro encontrartepara remediar mis males.

Caminos de Michoacny pueblos que voy pasando,

si saben en dnde estpor qu me la estn negando?

Dganle que ando en Sahuayoy que voy pa Ciudad de Hidalgo.

[6] Boleros

(a) Que Nos Entierren Juntos(Juan Alvarez de la Cruz)

EMI Blackwood Music, Inc. (SACEM) Derechos Reservados. Uso bajo licencia.

Que nos entierren juntosen la misma tumba!

porque por ah se rumoraque nos van a matar.

Si Dios nos lo permiteen el cielo y en la tierra,

all en el infinitonos tendremos que adorar.

Que nos entierren juntos

en la misma tumba!y, de ser posible,en el mismo cajn.

Que estemos frente a frentepara darnos besosy as eternamente,

ya despus de muertos,gozar nuestro amor.

Que no entierren juntos en la misma tumba

The many roads of MichoacnAnd the many towns that I have visitedIf you know where she isWhy do you keep her from me?Tell her that I am in SahuayoOn my way to Ciudad de Hidalgo.

I will continue to look for you

In these beautiful landsFrom Zitcuaro to HuetamoFrom Apatzingn to Morelia.I can already dream myself caressingYour tanned face.

I will look for you in Uruapan,Tacmbaro, PedernalesPtzcuaro, Villa Escalante,And also in Ario de Rosales.I hope that I can find youTo end my sorrows.

The many roads of MichoacnAnd the many towns that I have visitedIf you know where she isWhy do you keep her from me?Tell her that I am in SahuayoOn my way to Ciudad de Hidalgo.

[6] Boleros

(a) Que Nos Entierren Juntos(Let Them Bury Us Together)(Juan Alvarez de la Cruz)EMI Blackwood Music, Inc. (SACEM) All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission.

Let them bury us togetherIn the same grave.It is rumored around hereThat we will be killed.

God willing,On heaven and earth,We will have to love each otherThrough eternity.

Let them bury us together

In the same grave,And if possibleIn the same coffin.

Let us be face to faceThat we may kissAnd eternallyAfter our deathWe may enjoy our love.

Let them bury us together In the same grave


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(b) Libro Abierto(Fidel Avalos Valadez)

EMI Blackwood Music, Inc. (BMI) Derechos Reservados. Uso bajo licencia.

Dicen de mque yo he sido un libro abiertodonde mucha gente ha escrito.No hagas caso, nada es cierto.

En blanco est,nadie supo escribir nada.No dejaron ni una huellanadie le importaba nada.

Me importas t.T si escribes muy bonito

para ti soy libro abiertoescribe en m, te necesito.

[7] Tributo a Buck Owens

(a) Before You Go (Antes de que te Vayas)(Buck Owens/Don Rich) (traduccin de Juan Des)

Tree Publishing Company (BMI). Derechos Reservados. Uso bajo licencia.

T me dices que te vas y que me dejasy me dices que ya nunca volvers.

Si en verdad no aguantas un da ms conmigo,toma el tren que va con ruta a Eagle Pass.

(but darling)Before you go, you need to know how much I love you

And that Im sorry for the trouble that we had.If you leave, youre gonna tear my love to pieces,So take it slow; be sure you know before you go.

Ahora mismo puedo ver que ests heriday que quieres jugar con mi corazn.

Pues aqu tienes, vida mia, tu boleto;te me vas ahorita mismo a la estacin.

(pero mi amor)Si has de partir, debes saber que yo te quiero

y que lo siento por la ria que surgi.Si t te vas, vas a partirme en mil pedazos

as es que pinsalo muy bien "before you go."

(b) Act Naturally (Actuar con Naturalidad)(John B. Russell/Voni Morrison) (traduccin de Juan Des)

Tree Publishing Company (BMI). Derechos Reservados. Uso bajo licencia.

Me vinieron buscando para hacer una pelcula.Segn el director ser una grn celebridad;

se trata de la vida de un hombre solo y tristey slo debo actuar con mucha naturalidad.

(b) Libro Abierto (Open Book)(Fidel Avalos Valadez)EMI Blackwood Music, Inc. (BMI)All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission.

They sayThat I have been an open bookWhere many people have written.But dont listen to them, it is all untrue.

The pages are blank,No one knew how to write anything.They didnt even leave a mark,No one even cared to.

You are important to meAnd your writing is beautiful.For you I am an open book:Write in me, I need you.

[7] Tributo a Buck Owens (Tribute to Buck Owens)

(a) Before You Go(Buck Owens/Don Rich)Tree Publishing Company (BMI). All Rights Reserved. Used by permission.

All you say is that youre going away and leaving meAnd you say you aint never coming backThat youre sick and tired of how Im doingAnd youre gonna head off down the tracks.

(but darling)Before you go, be sure you know how much I love you

And that Im sorry for the quarrel that we had.If you leave, youre gonna tear my world to pieces,So take it slow; be sure you know before you go.

Oh your wounded pride has blinded your reasonAnd right now you wanna hurt me if you canThe man is waiting here to take you to the stationAnd youre leaving with your ticket in your hand.

(but darling)Before you go, be sure you know how much I love youAnd that Im sorry for the quarrel that we had.If you leave, youre gonna tear my world to pieces,

So take it slow; be sure you know before you go.

(b) Act Naturally(John B. Russell/Voni Morrison)Tree Publishing Company (BMI). All Rights Reserved. Used by permission.

Theyre gonna put me in the movies.Theyre gonna make a big star out of me;Well make the film about a man thats sad and lonelyAnd all I got to do is act naturally.


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Well I bet you, Im gonna be a big star.I might win an Oscar, you can never tell.The movies gonna make me a big star

cause I can play the part so well.

Haremos una escena de un hombre solitarioque se hincar en el piso para romper a llorar

y no tendr que hacer ninguna prctica ni ensayopues solo debo actuar con naturalidad.

Muy pronto ser una gran estrelladespus de esa haremos otras cien

pues me han descubierto un gran talentoes un papel que me sale muy bien.

Ay dile a tus amigas y vengan todas al cinevern que la actuacin me sale con facilidad;se trata de la vida de un hombre solo y triste

y slo debo actuar con mucha naturalidad.y solo debo actuar con mucha naturalidady solo debo actuar con mucha naturalidad

[8] Tres Veces Heroica(Charles Driguez)

Con una dcima de Mozambiqueescrita y cantada por David Haro.

Derechos Reservados. Uso bajo licencia.

Somos negritosque lo clido del trpico

nos ha formado.

Llevamos sangrede la que reg Cuauhtmoc.

Somos mexicanos.

Cantamos sonesque alegran los corazones

y quitan las penas.

Bailamos la rumbatocamos el danzn(con loca emocin)

Veracruzanosde color y pelo crespo,

somos de alma pura.

Tierra jarochadonde la luna derramasu blanca hermosura.

El viejo farocon su reflector alumbra

a San Juan de Ula.

Arriba la heroicatierra de ensoacin.(Oh criolla mansin)

Well I bet you, Im gonna be a big star.I might win an Oscar, you can never tell.The movies gonna make me a big starcause I can play the part so well.

Well make this scene about a man thats sad and lonelyand beggin down upon his bended knee.Ill play the part, but I wont need rehearsinAll Ill have to do is act naturally.

Well I bet you, Im gonna be a big star.I might win an Oscar, you can never tell.The movies gonna make me a big starcause I can play the part so well.

Well I hope you come and see me in the moviesThen I know that you will plainly seeThe biggest fool thats ever hit the big timeAnd all I got to do is act naturallyand all I got to do is act naturallyand all I got to do is act naturally

[8] Tres Veces Heroica (Three Times Heroic)(Charles Driguez)With an excerpt from Mozambiquewritten and sung by David Haro.All rights Reserved. Used by permission.

We are Black.The heat of the tropicHas shaped us.

We carry the bloodthat Cuauhtmoc spilled.We are Mexican.

We sing sonesThat bring joy to the heartAnd take away sorrow.

We dance rumbaWe play danzn.(with passion).

We are Veracruzansof color and curly hair.We have pure souls.

Land of VeracruzWhere the moon poursIts white beauty.

The old lighthouseIlluminatesSan Juan de Ula.

Long live the heroic oneLand of dreams(Oh creole mansion).


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Veracruz hermosaque a la civilizacin

abri sus puertas y a su pasocon laureles te coron.

Tres veces heroicaa la historia se apunt.

Tres veces en seal de triunfo

levant nuestro pendn.

Y sin embargosomos negros

de la costa tropical.

Y nuestras almasson tan puras

como brota la blancaespuma del mar.

Si un extrao quierenuestro suelo profanar

somos jarochosy tenemos que pelear.

Dueo de un trpico ardientemuere cantando en el llanoen Tlazintla fue un esclavo

que en religin no creia.Conoci el milagro un da

trovando por Veracruz.Santiago Tuxtla es la luzde su cantar pregonero.

De Acayucan fue el arrierodel Toro Sacamand.

Bamba, Bamba, eaBamba, Bamba, ea

Veracruz hermosaque a la civilizacin

abri sus puertas y a su pasocon laureles te coron.

Tres veces heroicaa la historia se apunt.

Tres veces en seal de triunfolevant nuestro pendn.

Y sin embargosomos negros

de la costa tropical.

Y nuestras almasson tan puras

como brota la blancaespuma del mar.

Beautiful VeracruzYou opened your doors to civilization,And it crowned youWith laurels.

Three times heroicYou were written in historyThree times at the call of triumph

You raised our flag.

And neverthelessWe are BlackFrom the tropical coast.

And our soulsAre as pureAs the white foamFrom the sea.

If a strangerWanted to invade our land

We are VeracruzansAnd we must fight

Master of a burning tropic,He died singing in the field.He was a slave in TlazintlaWho did not believe in religion.He came upon the miracle one dayWhile singing in Veracruz.Santiago Tuxtla was the lightOf his calling song.In Acayucan he was the herdsmanOf the Sacamand Bull.

Bamba, Bamba, eaBamba, Bamba, ea

Beautiful VeracruzYou opened your doors to civilization,And it crowned youWith laurels.

Three times heroicYou were written in historyThree times at the call of triumphYou raised our flag.

And neverthelessWe are BlackFrom the tropical coast.

And our soulsAre as pureAs the white foamFrom the sea.


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Si un extrao quierenuestro suelo profanar

somos jarochosy tenemos que pelear.

que pelear de pelear, y tenemos que pelearque pelear de pelear, y tenemos que pelear.

[9] Chun-Chacas

(a) El Ahualulco(Dominio Pblico)

Ay que bonito es estarjunto de lo que uno quierejunto de lo que uno quiere

ay que bonito es estar.

Dale un beso, si hay lugary un abrazo si se puede

y sin darlo a malicearcomo aqul que nada debe.

Ahora acabo de llegar al Ahualulco,de bailar este jarabe zapateado

como dicen que lo cantan y lo bailanlas mujeres bailadoras de Chicago.

Ahora acabo de llegar al Ahualulcode bailar y de gozar pa que no digancomo dicen que lo cantan y lo bailan

las mujeres bailadoras de Waukegan.

Vengo a Estados Unidos,a Estados Unidos vengo,a Estados Unidos vengo,vengo a Estados Unidos.

Yo no vengo a ver si puedo,sino porque puedo vengo,vengo a Estados Unidos,a Estados Unidos vengo.

Que me toquen el violn!Que me toquen la jarana!

Que bonita, que bonitaes mi tierra veracruzana!

Ahora acabo de llegar al Ahualulcode bailar este jarabe con halago

como dicen que lo cantan y lo bailanlas mujeres bailadoras de Chicago.

If a strangerWanted to invade our landWe are VeracruzansAnd we must fight

fight, fight, we must fight,fight, fight, we must fight

[9] Chun-Chacas

(a) El Ahualulco(traditional)

How wonderful it is to beNext to the one you love.Kiss her if there is a chanceAnd hug her if you can.Do it without maliceLike he who owes nothing.

Ive just arrived from Ahualulco,From foot tapping this danceThat is sung and dancedBy the dancing women of Chicago.

I have just arrived from AhualulcoFrom dancing and enjoying myself.They say this is how it is sung and dancedBy the dancing women of Waukegan.

I came to the United States,But I didnt come to see if I could make it.Instead, because I was able to make it,I came to the United States.

Play me a violin!Play me a jarana!How beautiful isMy land of Veracruz!

Ive just arrived from Ahualulco,From foot tapping this dance

That is sung and dancedBy the dancing women of Chicago.

I have just arrived from AhualulcoFrom dancing and enjoying myself.They say this is how it is sung and dancedBy the dancing women of Waukegan.


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(b) La Sirenita (Tributo a Rigo Tovar)(Jaime Ignacio Penunuri)

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Cuando buceaba por el fondo del ocanome enamor de una bellsima sirena

fuera del mar, sin vacilar, feliz humano

y nos casamos en las playas de Caleta.

Pasaron ms de nueve mesessin ninguna novedad,

cuando cerquita de los trecese enferm de gravedad.

Tuvimos un sirenitojusto al ao de casados

con la cara de angelitopero cola de pescado.

Una maana unos soldados tiburonesme condujeron a la corte de Neptuno.

Se me acusaba que en un Viernes de Doloresa la sirena me com en el desayuno.

Como ninguno me creyerame mandaron fusilar,

cuando aparece mi sirenay cuenta toda la verdad.

Tuvimos un sirenitojusto al ao de casados

con la cara de angelito

pero cola de pescado.

(c) El Tilingo Lingo(Lino Carrillo)

(letra de R. Cern)

El son del Tilingo Lingotodos lo pueden bailar

desde el lunes al domingohay que saberlo gozar.

Pero mira qu bonito!ya la gente va llegando.Vamos, vnganse toditosa gozar de este fandango.

Ay tiln, tiln, tiln,ay toln, toln toln,

ya vers que es muy sencillobailar este rico son.

(b) La Sirenita (Tributo a Rigo Tovar)(The Mermaid-Tribute to Rigo Tovar)(Jaime Ignacio Penunuri)

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When I was diving in the bottom of the oceanI fell in love with the most beautiful of mermaids.I was without a doubt the happiest human being

And we married at the beaches of Caleta.

Nine uneventful months passedBut near the thirteenth monthShe fell gravely ill.

We had a baby mermaidJust a year after we marriedHe had the face of an angelAnd the tail of a fish.

One morning, some shark soldiersBrought me to Neptunes courtI was accused of eating the mermaid for breakfastOn Good Friday.

As no one believed my storyI was sent off to be shotWhen all of a sudden my mermaid appearsAnd tells the whole truth.

We had a baby mermaidJust a year after we marriedHe had the face of an angel

And the tail of a fish.

(c) El Tilingo Lingo(Lino Carrillo)(words by R. Cern)

Tilingo Lingo is a sonThat anyone can dance to.From Monday to SundayYou must know how to enjoy it.

Look how niceNow, people begin to arriveCome on, come allenjoy this fandango!

Ay tiln, tiln, tiln,Ay toln, toln toln,It is very simpleTo dance this son.


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Este son que yo les cantose los brindo con cario

para que puedan bailarlodamas, seores y nios.

No te quedes con las ganassi t quieres zapatear

No te esperes a maana

que los msicos se van.

Ay tiln, tiln, tiln,ay toln, toln toln,

qu bonitas, qu bonitaslas que bailan este son.

[10] Mariachi

(a) Jarabe Tapatio(Con una copla de La Cucaracha)

(Dominio Pblico)

La Cucaracha, La Cucarachaya no puede caminar

porque le falta, porque no tienemarihuana que fumar.

(b) Son de la Negra(Dominio Pblico)

Negrita de mis pesares,ojos de papel volando!

a todos diles que s,pero no les digas cundo.

As me dijiste a mi,y por eso vivo penando.

Cundo me traes a mi negra,que la quiero ver aqu

con su rebozo de sedaque le traje de Tepic?

(c) Cielito Lindo(Dominio Pblico)

Ay, ay, ay, aycanta y no llores

porque cantando se alegran, cielito lindolos corazones.

Ese lunar que tienes, cielito lindo,junto a la boca

no se lo des a nadie, cielito lindo,que a m me toca.

I lovingly dedicate this sonThat I sing to youSo it may be danced byladies, gentlemen and children alike.

If you want to tap your feetDont be left wishingDont wait until tomorrow

Because the musicians will leave.

Ay tiln, tiln, tiln,ay toln, toln toln,How pretty, how prettyare the women who dance this son.

[10] Mariachi

(a) Jarabe Tapato(with a verse from La Cucaracha)(traditional)

La Cucaracha, La CucarachaCant walk anymoreBecause shes lacking, because shes missingMarihuana to smoke.

(b) Son de la Negra(traditional)

Woman, you caused my grief:Eyes like paper, flying,

Say "yes" to them allBut dont tell them whenAs you did to meCausing my grief.

When will you bring my woman to me?I want to see her hereWith the silk sashThat I brought her from Tepic.

(c) Cielito Lindo(traditional)

Ay, ay, ay, aySing and dont cryFor singing is how a heartbecomes cheerful.

That birthmark you havenext to your mouth!Dont let anyone have it.It is for me.

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