Текст и перевод песни Carlos Vives - El cantor de Fonseca - Remastered 30 años

El cantor de Fonseca - Remastered 30 años

Alguien me dijo: "¿de dónde es usted?
Alguien me dijo: "¿de dónde es usted
Que canta tan bonito esta parranda?"
"Si es tan amable, tóquela otra vez
Quiero escuchar de nuevo su guitarra"

"Óigame, compa, usted no es de El Valle
De Magdalena ni de Bolívar
Pues se me antoja que sus cantares
Son de una tierra desconocida"
Y yo le dije: "si a usted le inspira
Saber la tierra de donde soy
Con mucho gusto y a mucho honor
Yo soy del centro de La Guajira"

Nací en Dibulla, frente al mar Caribe
Nací en Dibulla, frente al mar Caribe
De donde muy pequeño me llevaron
Allá en Barranca me bautizaron
Y en toda La Guajira me hice libre

Yo vi tocar a Santander Martínez
A Bolañito, a Francisco "el Hombre"
A Lolebrito, al señor Luis Pitre
Las acordeones de más renombre
Soy de una tierra grata y honesta
La que su historia lleva mi nombre
Yo soy aquel cantor de Fonseca
La patria hermosa de Chema Gómez

Viví en un pueblo chiquito y bonito
Viví en un pueblo chiquito y bonito
Llamado Lagunita de la Sierra
De quien conservo recuerdos queridos
Emporio de acordeonistas y poetas

Allí toqué con Julio Francisco
Con Monche Brito y con Chiche Guerra
Y conocí bien a Bienvenido
El que compuso a "Berta Caldera"
Ya me despido, soy Carlos Huerta
Doy mi apellido y nombre de pila
Yo soy aquel cantor de Fonseca
Y soy nativo de La Guajira

¡Luis Aurelio, gracias, papa!
¡Uy!

The Singer from Fonseca - Remastered 30 Years

Someone asked me, "Where are you from, my dear?"
Someone asked me, "Where are you from, my dear?"
That you sing this festive song so beautifully?"
"If you're so kind, play it again, sweetheart,
I want to hear your guitar once more."

"Listen, friend, you're not from El Valle, my love,
Not from Magdalena nor Bolívar, darling,
Because it seems to me your songs, precious,
Are from an unknown land."
And I told him, "If you're inspired, my sweet,
To know the land where I'm from, honey,
With much pleasure and much honor, beautiful,
I'm from the heart of La Guajira."

I was born in Dibulla, facing the Caribbean Sea, my dear
I was born in Dibulla, facing the Caribbean Sea, my dear
From where they took me when I was very young, sweetheart,
There in Barranca I was baptized, precious,
And in all of La Guajira I became free, beautiful.

I saw Santander Martínez play, my love,
Bolañito, Francisco "el Hombre", darling,
Lolebrito, Mr. Luis Pitre, precious,
The most renowned accordions, beautiful.
I'm from a grateful and honest land, my dear
The one whose history carries my name, sweetheart,
I am that singer from Fonseca, precious,
The beautiful homeland of Chema Gómez, beautiful.

I lived in a small and beautiful town, my love,
I lived in a small and beautiful town, my love,
Called Lagunita de la Sierra, darling,
Of whom I keep cherished memories, precious,
Emporium of accordionists and poets, beautiful.

There I played with Julio Francisco, my dear
With Monche Brito and Chiche Guerra, sweetheart,
And I knew Bienvenido well, precious,
The one who composed "Berta Caldera", beautiful.
Now I say goodbye, I'm Carlos Huerta, my love,
I give my last name and first name, darling,
I am that singer from Fonseca, precious,
And I'm a native of La Guajira, beautiful.

Luis Aurelio, thank you, dad!
Woo!