Paroles et traduction Tlen Huicani - El Gavilán

El Gavilán

Cuenta la leyenda que en un arbol
Se encontraba encaramado un indiecito Güarani
Que sobresaltado por un grito de su madre
Perdio apoyo y cayendose murio
Y que entre los brazos maternales
Por extraño sortilegio en chogüi se convirtio

Chogüi, chogüi, chogüi, chogüi
Cantando esta mirando allá
Llorando y volando se alejó
Chogüi, chogüi, chogüi, chogüi
Que lindo va, que lindo es
Perdiendose en el cielo Guarani

Y desde aquel dia se recuerda al indiecito
Cuando se oye como un eco al ochopi
Es un canto alegre y bullanguero
Del gracioso naranjero que repite en su cantar
Salta y picotea las naranjas, que es su fruta preferida
Repitiendo sin cesar

Chogüi, chogüi, chogüi, chogüi
Cantando esta mirando allá
Llorando y volando se alejó
Chogüi, chogüi, chogüi, chogüi
Que lindo va, que lindo es
Perdiendose en el cielo Guarani

Chogüi, chogüi

The Bird of Prey

Legend says that in a tree
There was a little Guarani Indian perched
Who, startled by his mother's scream
Lost his footing and died
And in his mother's arms
By a strange enchantment, he became a chogui

Chogui, chogui, chogui, chogui
Singing he watches over there
Crying and flying away he went
Chogui, chogui, chogui, chogui
How beautifully he walks, how pretty he is
As he vanishes in the Guarani sky

And from that day on, the little Indian is remembered
When we hear the sound of the ochopi
It's a joyous and cheerful song
Of the orange tree that repeats in its song
It jumps and pecks at the oranges, its favorite fruit
Repeating without cease

Chogui, chogui, chogui, chogui
Singing he watches over there
Crying and flying away he went
Chogui, chogui, chogui, chogui
How beautifully he walks, how pretty he is
As he vanishes in the Guarani sky

Chogui, chogui