La Grey Zuliana
Ricardo Aguirre
The Zulian Flock
At all times when you go out on the street my queen
Your beloved people have been confused in a single love
Immense, glorious, sublime, and tender love
Heavenly, divine and holy love towards your goodness
My God, if the government does not help the people of Zulia
You'll have to put your hand in and send him to hell
The Zulia flock like a popular rosary
On his knees he goes to implore his patron saint
And a mountain of prayers wants to give
This masterful gaita that Saladillo sings
Your people now ask you, my mother, to help them
And may you give him fortune with much love, he implores you
The Zulia flock like a popular rosary
On his knees he goes to implore his patron saint
And a mountain of prayers wants to give
This masterful gaita that Saladillo sings
They finished the money and started laughing
But it could backfire on them
The Zulia flock like a popular rosary
On his knees he goes to implore his patron saint
And a mountain of prayers wants to give
This masterful gaita that Saladillo sings
Maracaibo has given so much that it should have
Bulk roads with morocotas on the edge
The Zulia flock like a popular rosary
On his knees he goes to implore his patron saint
And a mountain of prayers wants to give
This masterful gaita that Saladillo sings
Chinita! Chini ita!
