A Mi Padre Y Mi Padrino

Gentlemen, my own father went towards infinity
He will surely be in glory next to Jesus Christ
I felt deep pain when my old man left.
If I once felt alone, how will I be in a moment?
He jerked off a bandola like very few I have seen

Good cuatrista, maraquero, joropero, Pasajito
Haughty counterpointer and with his strict verses
He removed the container, leaving him silent.

His name was Angel Solís, the father of the carraito.
In the lands of Barinites he left his fame and his cry
He sang to the girls with such a sweet tone
That the one who didn't give anything showered him with kisses
The town of Barinites was completely crowded
Saying the last goodbye to whoever sang exquisitely
In bucaral they remember you and you will be in that place
While your children proclaim your exploits my old man

Another great of folklore also left me alone
Juan de los Santos "el carrao de palmarito" died
They called me to Valencia where I was quiet
To give me the news that mataito left me
What sadness, what pain, what a strict destiny
To the one whose time comes or who has a face and rich
I only have the cosuelo left that the palmarito carrao
He was the greatest coplero in the entire entire plain

Today fury still sounds the same as chaparralito
My beautiful plain apureño, what a beautiful message
That woman I loved, showing off a scream
That I have not been able to hear, anywhere in there
As I am a gentleman, I say goodbye with permission.
On another occasion I will sing to you another little while
But before saying goodbye I'm going to leave you with a saying.
Gentlemen, the carrao died, but he left the carraito.