El Cara i' Musha
Los Manseros Santiagueños
The Face of Musha
This Santiago cat with violin, guitar, and drum
I found him in my youth by the lonely tree
Hidden in the night, the doctors danced to it
Oh, what sweet times, love with sweet flavors
Love with sweet flavors that stretch out life
Tangled in the rhythm, the musicians played
And the lantern of the coachmen was a blazing fire
Pour out the wine, nostalgia, the soul of a guitarist
This Santiago cat with violin, guitar, and drum
This cat, the face of Musha, always roamed my land
With singing guitarists in the wagon of güitrago
That carried scented streamers on its hood
In its reins, the morning star, lord of the dawn
Beating a leather drum, Nilo Paz sang it
The years were more beautiful, sorrows never lasted
Mansions with honeysuckles, jasmine from the rain, and knocker
The years were more beautiful, sorrows never lasted
This cat, the face of Musha, always roamed my land