I can not believe, I do not want to think that my black is gone (Bis).
If it went away, what am I going to do?
If I was compay, what am I going to do?
Chorus 1
You will have to wash, you will have to iron.
Only in my nights, I'm going to cry (Bis).
Oh! He was compay and what are you going to do? (Bis).
The same thing my father did in January, my grandfather did in 1800,
she closed her eyes for always my mom
I said: there is no case, I do not expect a failure
I have the crop in my arms
and they are five children that I want on high,
Above all that they imitate my song,
that there is no wind against their pains
that the cane sow with good gabela,
that they pray always although there is no novena,
that in this world there are bad and good,
and that being born is like a sentence,
that's why my life is full of sorrows.
Unfair that the poor man is always on the ground,
but it is the fault of the one who believes everything,
doors that you see without touching them close you,
the money opens them however hard they are,
That's why there will not be anyone who crosses my path,
by gray the day dawns will be ethereal;
I will challenge the sun that shines in the estuary,
luck forges it because I never wait for it,
anguish, chimeras will be transient
because I'm going on my way,
I'm looking north for my destiny.
Lamento guajiro, ay, ay there in the pajío (Bis).
If you knew compay.
I am a peasant and I live in the mountains, I am a guajiro (Bis).
Pregones
Hey! Gentlemen was in a December when in my field I was (Bis).
He left for always my beloved, the pain in my lament was left.
They realize because I suffer, they realize because I cry (Bis).
I have to have the strength to forget what I love the most.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)