Cantata del Adelantado Don Rodrigo Díaz de Carreras, de sus hazañas en tierra de indias, de los singulares acontecimientos en los que se vio envuelto y de como se desenvolvió.

RELATOR: Rodrigo's hard journey culminates, his faithful caravel approaches the coast, after six months of fierce struggle, he descends proudly and with gallantry, he plants his sword in the dreamed land, the land of gold and adventure.

D. RODRIGO: We reached solid ground, encountered natives quickly.

NATIVES: They discovered us, finally they discovered us!

DR: And in a feast we got to know their settlements.

N: Come and see how beautiful our settlements are.

DR: Upon discovering their treasures, my fixed idea awakened, and in the end we exchanged gold for trinkets.

R: Gold for trinkets, what abuse, what unequal trade, after the exchange D. Rodrigo stored in an enormous chest what he had obtained, mountains... of trinkets.

DR: Cheaters, exploiters, return the gold.

N: No way, no way!

DR: Let's rescue our gold my brave ones with courage, with the sword, with our teeth, my honor is at stake and I won't move from here.

N: (Shouting)

R: Firm against the enemy, firm with valor, firm D. Rodrigo, and D. Rodrigo signed the surrender.

Rodrigo sets off again to the north, sad, without his troops, he flees alone, unloads his heavy chest from his shoulder and taking a break notes in his diary.

DR: Yesterday we encountered a group of natives and were attacked with complete success, I had to continue this march alone as the Indians decided to stay and eat with the soldiers, I mean with the soldiers.

R: After several days of very hard march, he reaches a plateau of incredible height.

DR: I arrived at highlands dragging my chest of crafts with determination, meager fortune, there I found good Indians who, seeing my ruinous figure, sang me a beautiful song of puna.

N: Sleep D. Rodrigo sleep, close your little eyes don't leave them open, if you don't sleep you'll stay awake. Sleep, sleep, sleep D. Rodrigo, sleep, sleep, come on sleep, sleep once and for all! Hihi.

R: This puna lullaby lasted ten hours, Rodrigo exhausted by such courtesy continues his journey in search of the dream, the dream of glory.

DR: Excuse me

R: The dream of glory that inspires his days, discovering settlements, conquering kingdoms, and selling crafts if possible.

DR: With my strength almost extinct, I reached a vast empire, set foot in the land of the Incas, that is, I emphasized.

R: And Rodrigo arrives on a festive day, with galas, banners, flags, and ribbons, a crowd that even causes fear, filling the royal road of the Incas, which the natives called 'Avenue of the Here'.

DR: And I saw pomp and splendor like I never saw in our courts, priests, officials, nobles, chiefs, counselors, and I saw 3000 warriors who showed power, slaves, servants, and like 10,000 extras.

INCA: We are the Incas, we are the Incas, an tireless people, our riches are incalculable, we abhor the foolish and the incapable, but our songs are all enchanting.

R: The imposing gala of the aboriginal splendor reminds Rodrigo of his glorious fate, the noble design that gave rise to the journey, and facing the Inca he joyfully announces:

DR: Crafts, clay pots, ponchos, mates, bolas, all at half price, you should buy...

R: Rodrigo is captured by twelve natives but fights, breaks free, and proclaims proudly:

DR: Stop ignorant, backward people, from today you are all conquered, my honor is at stake and I won't move from here.

N: (Shouting)

R: 500 leagues to the north, Rodrigo somewhat agitated, sadly notes that the Incas have seized the chest, the chest forgotten in the escape, neglected, let's say it was truly foolishly abandoned.

DR: Man, have you ever seen such insolence, such shamelessness.

R: Rodrigo vehemently insults the Incas as they have deprived him of his properties.

DR: I'm not talking about the Incas, I'm referring to some who enjoy recounting my intimacies and insult me on top of that.

R: I haven't done it...

DR: Yes, I heard you, you said fool

R: I said foolishly.

DR: Well, similar

R: Similar is not the same, sir.

DR: You're saying falsehoods

R: You're exaggerating

DR: I claim my rights

R: I stick to the story

DR: Lies

R: Truths
And I don't argue with adventurers

DR: And I don't argue with amateurs

R: You'll say amateurs

DR: Rhyme is what inspires me, I said amateurs instead of amateurs because you said truths.

R: So I said truths? then you said lies

DR: Stubborn and hard as a wall

R: And how does that rhyme?

DR: With you, man, with you

- Let there be peace, let there be peace. Don Rodrigo, Narrator, don't lose the bed, if you keep arguing you'll end up in the...

- Let there be peace!

R: 500 leagues to the north, I continue, in a forest Rodrigo finds natives dancing and singing with sweet sounds.

N: Know our cumbia, it's the national dance, visit Colombia and its capital city Bogotá.

DR: Colombia, Colombia, Colon..., but Christopher Columbus has already been here, so from now on this country will be called 'Rodrigombia' tell me natives where are the treasures, where are the silver and gold mines.

N: We don't have

DR: Do you have shiny little stones around here, sapphires, rubies, topazes, diamonds.

N: No, no, no

DR: Tin, antimony, copper or manganese.

N: None of that

DR: Coal, pumice stone?

N: None

DR: Empty bottles?

N: No

DR: Used clothes?

N: No

DR: But don't you have anything?

N: We have good coffee, aromatic and tasty, coffee from Rodrigombia...

R: Seeing that he achieves nothing, Rodrigo continues his journey northeast.

N: Chucurrrucu chacu....

DR: Upon reaching the sea, I prayed that my strength wouldn't fail me, which was then very weak, I was inspired by the name of the local Indians and in that beautiful place I founded Caracas.

N: Chucurrrucu chacu....

DR: I founded Caracas, and I managed to found it in such a beautiful valley

R: He founded Caracas says...

DR: In such a beautiful valley

R: Guenguengue guenguengue (mocking). He managed to found it. He managed to found it so well that he founded it right in the center of Caracas, which was already founded, and he didn't see it.

DR: Well man, in a hurry

R: The perplexed guards and some passersby try to arrest him and put him in jail, Rodrigo protests, fierce, defiant.

DR: Aaaaah! my honor is at stake and I won't move from here.

JUDGE: Before this court, Don Rodrigo Díaz de Carreras is sentenced to exile on the island of Puerto Rico for the crimes of: carrying weapons and illicit foundation. File it, no, well, him.

DR: As the ship arrived to where I would serve my slave sentence, I heard a song that sounded like a black destiny.

SLAVE:
Saba yanengue nimon solam gangá yanengo
Sabaya mengue lengueió sangá yobai ouengo (pom pom)
Saban ganengue nengo sabanga oengo (pom pom)
Saman ganen engueno (pom pom)
Saman ganen guelo (pom pom)
Saman ganen goren (pom pom)
Hayá senguelá achicoria... allen
Samalle metenga gamay, bwana, bwana, bwana ¿ka tal?
Allá mete allebe, achicoria.
Allá vete quere payá navengová ovayasá
tevetepo ovayasa, tevetepo ovayasa
Achicoira,
Alla yo, aca tu
Alla tu, aca yo
Allá yo y tu acá, achicoria.

¡Sapa talaca salapa lacatá
Sapa talaca salapa lacató!
Achicoria, ay ay ay ay ay.
¡ay ay ay ay!
acá toco yo, acá toco yo,
acá toco yo, acá tocaba yo.

DR: But as soon as I reached solid ground, I was suddenly moved by the dark eyes of a brunette, and my dreams of an old conquistador were revived, thirst for war, love full of soul, others will come to conquer The Indies, I'll stay here to conquer my black woman.

SLAVES: There's nothing in life

DR: Like my black woman

E: Let's see, let's see.
There's nothing in life

DR: Like my black woman

E: There's nothing in life

DR: Like my black woman, play that piano.
Sabor chico, sabor

DANIEL: Sabor chico, sabor chico.

DR: Go ahead, sir

D: Go ahead, horse, sir.
To sing, to sing

DR: Yes, dark man

D: To dance, to dance

DR: Yes, handsome man

D: To enjoy, to enjoy.

DR: Sweetie

D: ACHICORIA!

DR: Today the breeze is so gentle

ESCLAVOS: Like my black woman

DR: That the reeds sway

E: Like my black woman

DR: And the music is so beautiful

E: Like my black woman

DR: And it's played by everyone

E: Like my bla...
There's nothing in life

TODOS: Like my black woman

E: There's nothing in life
Like my black woman

- And here ends the story of D. Rodrigo and the 'chow' chico.

- It's over (13 times)

- IT'S OVER!