This story had its genesis in one of the visits to Manuel Tames; this is the land of the well-known Cuban musician and composer, Reutilio Domínguez Terrero (great-uncle of my daughter Suanet), it is a town in the countryside of Cuba, located south of the Guantánamo province, it was well known for having a Sugar Mill, which we all called: "The Guantanamo clock", it was as efficient and precise as a high-end Swiss watch.
The daily sound of its whistle marked the exact time of dawn and the beginning of daily activities; it was so loud that it could be heard, practically, throughout our province.
With the beginning of the Sugar Harvest, every year, the proximity of Christmas and the arrival of the Three Wise Men was felt; the sweet smell of molasses spread to every corner of the place, it seemed that the small town had become a large beehive, overflowing with bluebell honey. With the fall of the "black snowflakes" the signs indicating the beginning of the sugar magic were completed.
In this nice place, my father and three of my paternal brothers live, there was also the house of the mother of my precious children: Suanet (
One weekend in December 2010, as usual, we stayed at my mother-in-law's house to enjoy the wonders of the countryside. With the beginning of the week my daughter and I prepared to move to the city of Guantanamo, since Suanet studied at the Antonia Luisa Caval Vocational School of Art, specializing in flute; I worked at the Cuban Telecommunications Company S.A, known as ETECSA. At 7:00 a.m. we arrived at the bus stop, five minutes later we were already on our way to our destination.
During the trip, the air was fresh inside the vehicle, the morning was radiant and the green of the vegetation was really intense. Above the noise of the engine, the birds could be heard singing. Suanet was very happy and cheerful, she enjoyed the trip and said to me:
It seems that they planted herons
In this Cuban land
look what things happen
myths and legends
wonderful stories
In this Cuban land
look what things happen
myths and legends
wonderful stories
One beautiful morning
old Miguel is
plowing his land
with a team of oxen
Suddenly herons arrived
looking for something to eat
and they mined that field
that could not even be seen
Chorus:
Oh, oh, oh the land is celebrating
Oh, oh, oh it seems that they planted herons
Repeat Chorus:
Oh, oh, oh the land is celebrating
Oh, oh, oh it seems that they planted herons
The herons with thin legs
climbed the team of oxen
turned three times
and said: "everything is fine here"
The oxen They smiled
Miguel got excited
and sang the tune
that I bring you today
Chorus:
Oh, oh, oh the earth is celebrating
Oh, oh, oh it seems that they planted herons
Repeat Chorus:
Oh, oh, oh the earth is celebrating
Oh, oh, oh it seems that they planted herons
Guide:
They are very calm
hunting and eating bugs
Chorus:
Oh, oh, oh the earth is celebrating
Oh, oh, oh it seems that they planted herons
Repeat Chorus:
Oh, oh, oh the earth is celebrating
Oh, oh, oh it seems that they planted herons
Guide:
They are enjoying
the delicious taste of bugs
Chorus:
Oh, oh, oh the earth is celebrating
Oh, oh, oh it seems that they planted herons
Repeat Chorus:
Oh, oh, oh the earth is celebrating
Oh, oh, oh it seems that they planted herons
At the following link:
https://orb.club/p/0x04b40e-0xc4
you can find the audio of this beautiful song.
Historia de una canción infantil
Esta historia tuvo su génesis en una de las visitas a Manuel Tames; esta es la tierra del conocido músico y compositor cubano, Reutilio Domínguez Terrero (tio abuelo de mi hija Suanet), es un pueblo del campo de Cuba, ubicado al sur de la provincia Guantánamo, era muy conocido por tener un Central Azucarero, el cual todos le llamábamos: "El reloj Guantanamero", era tan eficiente y preciso como un reloj suizo de alta gama.
El sonido diario de su silvato, marcaba la hora exacta del amanecer y el inicio de las actividades diarias; era tan fuerte que se escuchaba, practicamente, en toda nuestra región.
Con el comienzo de la Zafra Azucarera, cada año, se sentía la proximidad de la Navidad y la llegada de los Reyes Magos; el olor edulcorado de la melaza se esparcía en todos los rincones del lugar, parecía que el pequeño pueblo se había convertido en un gran panel de abejas, rebosante de miel de campanillas. Con la caida de los "copos de nieve negra" se completaban las señales que indicaban el comienzo de la magia del azucar.
En este simpático lugar, vive mi papá y tres de mis hermanos paternos, tambien estaba la casa de la madre de mis preciosos hijos: Suanet (
Un fin de semana del mes de diciembre de 2010, como era habitual, nos quedamos en casa de mi suegra para disfrutar de las maravillas del campo. Con elinicio de la semana mi hija y yo nos preparamos para trasladarnos a la ciudad de Guantanamo, ya que Suanet estudiaba en la Escuela Vocacional de Arte, Antonia Luisa Caval, en la especialidad de Flauta; yo trabajaba en la Empresa de Telecomunicaciones de Cuba S.A, conocida por ETECSA. A las 7:00 a.m llegamos a la parada del omnibus, cinco minutos después ya ibamos rumbo a nuestro destino.
Durante el trayecto se sentía un aire fresco dentro del transporte, la mañana estaba radiante y el verde de la vejetacion era realmente inteso. Por encima del ruido del motor se podía escuchar el canto de los pájaros, Suanet estaba muy alegre y felíz, ella disfrutaba del viaje y me dijo:
Parece que sembraron garzas
En esta tierra cubana
mira que pasan cosas
mitos y leyendas
historias maravillosas
En esta tierra cubana
mira que pasan cosas
mitos y leyendas
historias maravillosas
Una linda manana
esta el viejo Miguel
arando en su tierra
con una yunta de buey
De pronto llegaron garzas
buscando que comer
y minaron aquel campo
que no se podia ni ver
Coro:
Ay, ay, ay la tierra esta de fiesta
Ay, ay, ay pareceque sembraron garzas
Repite Coro:
Ay, ay, ay la tierra esta de fiesta
Ay, ay, ay pareceque sembraron garzas
Las garzas de finas patas
subieron la yunta de buey
se dieron tres vueltecitas
y dijero: "aqui todo esta bien"
Los bueyes sonrieron
Miguel se emocionó
y cantaron la tonada
que hoy les traigo yo
Coro:
Ay, ay, ay la tierra está de fiesta
Ay, ay, ay pareceque sembraron garzas
Repite Coro:
Ay, ay, ay la tierra está de fiesta
Ay, ay, ay pareceque sembraron garzas
Guia:
Ellas están muy tranquilitas
cazando y comiendo bichos
Coro:
Ay, ay, ay la tierra está de fiesta
Ay, ay, ay pareceque sembraron garzas
Repite Coro:
Ay, ay, ay la tierra está de fiesta
Ay, ay, ay pareceque sembraron garzas
Guia:
Ellas están disfrutando
el rico sabor a bichos
Coro:
Ay, ay, ay la tierra está de fiesta
Ay, ay, ay pareceque sembraron garzas
Repite Coro:
Ay, ay, ay la tierra está de fiesta
Ay, ay, ay pareceque sembraron garzas
En el siguiente link:
https://orb.club/p/0x04b40e-0xc4
pueden encontrar el audio de ésta bonita canción.
