Guitarrero

Guitarist, with your singing
You are filling my soul with light
Because your voice is trembling
Deep inside the revelry

Like a dagger, it is stuck
The wild cry of the baguala
And the echo of your heart
The drum turns into the cacharpayas

If someday time
Silences your guitar forever
The wind will go over your dream
Breaking jacarandá woods
Goodbye, goodbye guitarist
Your old path, what course will it take!

Son of that old singer
Who went to the sky of vidalas
In the night stained
With the stars of his guitar

Don't go, guitarist
The light of my soul is fading
I want to dawn again
To die in the cacharpayas