Con Las Pilas Puestas

In less time than a rooster crows and before the devil knows it
I'm going to invite my countryman who is a knowledgeable plainsman
The harp is waiting for us with its strings and its twang
Along with the cuatro and maracas, let the verses flow freely
Buddy, I'll accompany you if you want until dawn
I also sing joropo with the scent of dry palm
The llano made me a troubadour of verse and restless memory

I am a brother of the carrao and the garza paleta
You may be a plainsman who sows and harvests
But singing with me, walk the right path
Because if you're not careful, I'll catch you off guard
And you'll end up more twisted than a snake in a coil

Before leaving home, I bathed with fresh water
Mixed with cariquito, basil, and cruceta
That's why on this day I do as I please
And I'm capable of fighting 500 tough guys
You act tough but your crest gets pecked

And every time I peck you, I leave you spinning
If you want, turn into a bull because I have the cape
And the sword to bury it between your shoulder blades
Buddy, understand well that the world is a roulette
And anyone who's a troublemaker in some way calms down

You can't catch up to me because I'm going at 180
Not even if you hire Secotto, the motorcycle guy
Keep talking and using your outdated phrases
Because Negrito Fuenmayor came prepared
And all over Venezuela, people are talking about it
That I have a house full of good festivals
But it's because they didn't know that once at a party
There were troubadours from Apure, Casanare, and Meta

When they heard me singing, they were left speechless
And the next day in the morning, they packed their bags
But you're walking like a cow with one leg
And instead of going to the pen, you lie down on the path
This little man passed out, I'm going to hit him with my right

So he rolls on the floor like a skateboard
I'm not a faint-hearted man, buddy, just so you know
Because my mother raised me very well
At two and a half months, I was already weaned
To give me a bottle and beans with hard corn shell

The cowboy is known even if he wears a jacket
And the monkey is identified by painting grimaces
I'm going to ask you a question to see if you can answer
How many sticks do you need to make a chair?
Wow, my buddy, here's the answer

It's like saying that ten and twenty are thirty
How many do you need to make a chair?
It's the same number that the one who messes with me takes
In the singing where I live, I walk with a clear head
I go up and down with my little horned donkey
And when night falls, I grab my shotgun
And if I run out of lead, I grab the bow and arrow

I'm also a hunter of those who get tangled up
I look for prey in the woods at night until dawn
I kill capybara and deer, agouti and armadillo
And if you want, come to my house to eat fresh meat
I can't eat that because I'm on a diet right now
And the doctor forbade me to try lard

I'm just looking for a troubadour to challenge me
To show them once and for all that they must respect me
The good counterpoint that has salt and pepper
Because with the conversation, the troubadour feeds
When I don't buzz a verse, my blood boils
And from the anger I feel, I get a fever of 40

The day I was born, a comet appeared
And the doctors said, long live that woman in labor
Because she gave birth to a troubadour full of intelligence
Negrito Fuenmayor, the grease that loosens nuts
When I was born, don't forget the date
March 19th, back in the 60s
And all over the world, some prophets said
That when he touched the ground, 7 planets would tremble

I want to see if it's true that their words are correct
Answer me this question if your memory is complete
Tell me if Reinaldo Armas, singer of our music
Having just turned 6, knew he would be a poet

I think the entire llano had its doors open
To welcome Reinaldo, a folklore eminence
But anyway, for you to be convinced
Go and ask him yourself, he'll give you the answer