Miche Que Se Va La Pea

Four old partygoer
Capachito boisterous harp of wild bass
From the plains inside I come, San Rafael, listening to your cujio

Among the vicissitudes of love, I ask for permission, gentlemen
I'm going to launch my playing
To release the vapors from my saddened chest

I like your cheerful spirit as they say in my land
Because it resembles mine
I see your sad face, dismount
And come forward, tell me what happened, where
Does it come from, relative who appeared suddenly alone
And confused, have a drink of aguardiente to release the afflicted

I will thank you, I had lost hope
I come from the ranch, the lady ran me off because yesterday
She discovered an old love, she hid, look how things are
I who arrived at my hut, the man well received
But my jealous wife has given me what I deserve

Don't be discouraged, just that it's just a scare
Let the spirits calm down
Patience is all that is needed, my experience tells me

A lot has happened to me
In my world of love, I have crossed many paths
And in many I have traveled
And I don't get out of one hangover to be in another

So I count on you, I consider you
My friend, I want to get out of this mess
Thanks for your behavior, this leads me to understand

That not everything is lost
I bring the wound bleeding, they are life's matters
I don't give up, but I know that because of my departure
She has also suffered

Anger collects the rent and I bet that now
She finds herself with a compressed chest, the flower when
It's in a bud, wraps itself in pride and even mocks

The cold that comes with winter, but its petals
So tender, curious and daring, open up to the hells
For a drop of dew

Your warrior verse with experience and accuracy
Renews my spirits after having dealt with it
I feel rejoiced, although a little dizzy, I am invaded
By remorse, I am guilty and I regret everything
That has happened to me, and my heart inside carries it sad and empty

Don't worry, compatriot, count on a brother here
Who also trusts in you, you never know if tomorrow turns
The bowl and I am the unprotected one
The world is full of antidote and poison
The healthy and the perverted
Let's toast to something good, which was having met each other

Grab the bottle, family, and take a sip
To erase your worries, buddy..

Why not, buddy warrior, just like to kill this hangover
That has my soul shattered and long live the women
For them, until the end of the world..

Neigh four and maracas, as I shout in the harp, miche
That the pea is leaving
My demeanor is changing and that is very interesting
Come closer so you can see, the rooster composed itself
And the little rooster got ready for the fight
Wiggling with the spurs, singing, jumping, and flapping

That's how I like the rooster, that doesn't faint
When the other spurs it, mine doesn't cramp
Rather bathes in blood when things get ugly
In the yard, it is respected, and the trumpet is heard when it sings
In another village, the hens get agitated and even cackle at him

Finally, I found the opposite of the legendary path
Who accompanies me in the idea of buzzing verses forward, sweet
And others spicy as the audience desires, they have told me
That you are a llanero, Jorge Guerrero, who sings
And doesn't chatter, tell me, but quickly, how to ride

If we talk about mañosera, there in my llanera land
And wild that caches
In the jungle at the cost of the mountain, and before it dismounts

Take the vanea ready
Then you clash with another while the colt responds
If it doesn't link, it gets whipped, but in a hornet's nest, it castrates and noses

With that, you have shown me that you are a brave llanero
One who beats the grea, who pulls bulls by the tail
And it's not just a hangover that you sing about

But to be satisfied, show me that you are a man
One who doesn't waver, tell me
And don't be surprised how to ride

The colt when it gets scared if it
Doesn't get scared, surely it bucks
And you have to be somewhat calm, it secures itself, somewhat reindeer
It settles and acts, if it carries a spur, it sticks it so that
It sees how it jumps, steps on it, and kicks it, buddy
And if it doesn't settle, surely it gets hit

Your answer is very good, but the party is over
The harp no longer drones
Morning is coming, I'm going back to the ranch with the desire
To hug Timotea
I will bring her my songs, begging for her forgiveness
Asking God to believe me
But if she doesn't forgive me, I'll go back to drink another pea

That's it, my buddy, get in there gently
Like the mango in the jelly
And if you find on the way, take even a bunch
Of plantains or whatever
Love with hunger ends, take even
Even guava, with that, she'll be happy
And if she's too angry, pull her leash