Golpe Tucuyano

Ah, Barquisimeto world!
Said a guy from Barquisimeto
I say to the world, Tocuyo
'Cause I'm from Tocuyo

Give me a kiss
Soulful beauty
Give me a kiss
Soulful beauty
Goodbye, 'cause I'm leaving now
Maybe I won't be back tomorrow

Who could be a lapa?
Now you're a lapa
But tonight
You won't slip away
The picure's gone
Eating apures
With the veggies
And the afures
The eel's gone
By the riverbanks
With a slip-up
In the rear end
The deer’s gone
The deer’s gone
But tonight
It’s staying put

I won't say a word about the armadillo
'Cause the traps have been disarmed

That stick is really messed up
Who the hell would chop that stick?
That stick is really messed up
Who the hell would chop that stick?

I'm that dark guy
Who sings the goodbyes
I'm that dark guy
Who sings the goodbyes