Paroles et traduction Demetrio González - Guadalajara

Guadalajara

Guadalajara, Guadalajara,
Guadalajara, Guadalajara...

Tienes el alma de provinciana
Hueles a limpia rosa temprana,
A verde jara fresca del rio,
Son mil palomas tu caserio,

Guadalajara, Guadalajara
Hueles a pura tierra mojada.

Ay ay ay ay! Colomito Lejano...
Ay! Ojitos de agua hermanos,

Ay! Colomitos inolvidables,
Inolvidables como las tardes
En que la lluvia desde la loma
No nos dejaba ir a Zapopan.

Ay ay ay ay! Tlaquepaque Pueblito...

Tus olorosos jarritos
Hacen mas fresco el dulce tepache
Junto a la birria con el mariachi
Que en los parianes y alfarerias
Suena con triste melancolia.

Ay ay ay ay! Laguna de Chapala...

Tienes de un cuento la magia,
Cuento de ocasos y de alborada
S de enamoradas noches lunadas,
Quieta, Chapala, es tu laguna,
Novia romántica como ninguna.

Ay ay ay ay! Zapopitan del alma,
Nunca escuché otras campanas
Como las graves de tu convento,
Donde se alivian mis sufrimientos

Triste Zapopan,
Misal abierto donde son frailes mis sentimientos.

Ay ay ay ay! Guadalajara Hermosa...
Quiero decirte una cosa:

Tu que conservas agua del pozo
Y en tus mujeres el fiel rebozo,

Guadalajara, Guadalajara
Tienes el alma mas mexicana.

Ay ay ay! Ay ay ay! Ay ay ay! Ay ay ay!

Guadalajara... Guadalajara.

Guadalajara

Guadalajara, my Guadalajara,
Guadalajara, my Guadalajara...

In your provincial heart you dwell,
With the fresh, early scent of roses,
And the verdant jara by the river,
Your houses are a thousand doves,

Guadalajara, my Guadalajara
The scent of freshly watered earth fills your air.

Oh oh oh oh! My distant little dove...
Oh! Our water-filled eyes, like brothers,

Oh! Unforgettable little doves,
As unforgettable as those afternoons
When the rain from the hills
Kept us from going to Zapopan.

Oh oh oh oh! Oh Tlaquepaque, my little town...

Your fragrant little jars
Make the sweet tepache taste even more refreshing
Next to the birria and the mariachi music
That fills the parians and potteries
With its sad, melancholic sound.

Oh oh oh oh! Oh Lake Chapala...

You possess the magic of a tale,
A tale of sunsets and sunrises
And moonlit nights of love,
Your waters are still, oh Chapala,
A romantic bride like no other.

Oh oh oh oh! My Zapopantan del alma,
I have never heard bells
As solemn as those of your monastery,
Where my sorrows are relieved

Oh sad Zapopan,
An open missal where my feelings find solace.

Oh oh oh oh! My beautiful Guadalajara...
I want to tell you something:

You who keep the water from the well
And the faithful rebozo on your women,

Guadalajara, my Guadalajara
Your soul is the most Mexican of all.

Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh!

Guadalajara... my Guadalajara.