Amigos de #hive y #3speak, estoy nuevamente con ustedes muy contento haciendo lo que mas me gusta que es cantar, y en esta oportunidad les presento una hermosa canción de mi tierra oriental del famoso compositor carupanero Luis Mariano Ribera "Canchuchú Florido" para el prestigioso Festival de Música Folclórica en su segunda semana, espero lo disfruten
Friends of #hive and # 3speak, I am again with you very happy doing what I like the most, which is singing, and this time I present a beautiful song from my eastern land by the famous Carupanero composer Luis Mariano Ribera "Canchuchú Florido" for him prestigious Folk Music Festival in its second week, I hope you enjoy it
Canchunchú Florido
Luís Mariano Rivera
Canchunchú florido, Canchunchú florido,
Campo de armonía, campo de armonía,
Les trae en sus versos toda su alegría,
Les trae en sus versos toda su alegría.
Canchunchú florido, campo de armonía,
Les trae en sus versos toda su alegría,
Canchunchú florido, campo de armonía,
Les trae en sus versos toda su alegría,
Les trae en sus versos toda su alegría.
Allá en nuestro campo, allá en nuestro campo,
La blanca azucena, la blanca azucena,
El aire perfuma en noche serena,
El aire perfuma en noche serena.
Los bellos capachos de rojos colores
Despliegan sus alas dentro de las flores.
Los bellos capachos de rojos colores
Despliegan sus alas dentro de las flores.
Despliegan sus alas dentro de las flores.
La esbelta palmera, la esbelta palmera,
De regia belleza, de regia belleza
Es canto armonioso de naturaleza,
Es canto armonioso de naturaleza.
Allá en nuestro campo
Hay humildes flores
Que no tienen nombres
Pero dan olores.
Allá en nuestro campo
Hay humildes flores
Que no tienen nombres
Pero dan olores.
Que no tienen nombres
Pero dan olores.
Flores que no entran, flores que no entran,
Al regio salón, al regio salón,
Al regio salón, al regio salón,
Pero son felices en su condición,
Pero son felices en su condición.
Flores que conformes
Se siente dichosas
En dar sus perfumes
A las mariposas.
Flores que conformes
Se siente dichosas
En dar sus perfumes
A las mariposas.
En dar sus perfumes,
A las mariposas.
En brindar su miel, en brindar su miel,
Y brindar su brillo, y brindar su brillo
A la tierna abeja y a los pajarillos,
A la tierna abeja y a los pajarillos.
Flores campesinas
De ingenuos olores,
Que tienen del cielo sus bellos colores.
Flores campesinas
De ingenuos olores
Que tienen del cielo sus bellos colores
Que tienen del cielo sus bellos colores.
Cuando invierno anuncia, cuando invierno anuncia,
Su entrada de ley, su entrada de ley,
Brota su amarillo el araguaney,
Brota su amarillo el araguaney,
Los pájaros buscan alianza de amor,
Sus picos se besan libres del dolor.
Los pájaros buscan alianza de amor,
Sus picos se besan libres del dolor.
Sus picos se besan libres del dolor.
Canchunchú florido, Canchunchú florido,
Campo de armonía, campo de armonía,
Les trajo en sus versos toda su alegría,
Les trajo en sus versos toda su alegría.
Canchunchú florido, campo de armonía,
Les trajo en sus versos, toda su alegría,
Canchunchú florido, campo de armonía,
Les trajo en sus versos toda su alegría.
Les trajo en sus versos toda su alegría.
Flowery Canchunchú, Flowery Canchunchú,
Field of harmony, field of harmony,
He brings you all his joy in his verses,
He brings you all his joy in his verses.
Canchunchú flowery, field of harmony,
He brings you all his joy in his verses,
Canchunchú flowery, field of harmony,
He brings you all his joy in his verses,
He brings you all his joy in his verses.
There in our field, there in our field,
The white lily, the white lily,
The air perfumes a serene night,
The air perfumes a serene night.
The beautiful red colored baskets
They spread their wings inside the flowers.
The beautiful red colored baskets
They spread their wings inside the flowers.
They spread their wings inside the flowers.
The slender palm tree, the slender palm tree,
Of regal beauty, of regal beauty
It is a harmonious song of nature,
It is a harmonious song of nature.
There in our field
There are humble flowers
That have no names
But they give smells.
There in our field
There are humble flowers
That have no names
But they give smells.
That have no names
But they give smells.
Flowers that do not enter, flowers that do not enter,
To the royal hall, to the royal hall,
To the royal hall, to the royal hall,
But they are happy in their condition
But they are happy in their condition.
Flowers that conform
Feels blissful
In giving their perfumes
To the butterflies.
Flowers that conform
Feels blissful
In giving their perfumes
To the butterflies.
In giving their perfumes
To the butterflies.
To offer their honey, to offer their honey,
And bring your shine, and bring your shine
To the tender bee and the birds,
To the tender bee and the birds.
Peasant flowers
Of naive smells
That have their beautiful colors from the sky.
Peasant flowers
Of naive smells
That have their beautiful colors from the sky
That have their beautiful colors from the sky.
When winter announces, when winter announces,
Your law entry, your law entry,
The araguaney sprouts its yellow,
The araguaney sprouts its yellow,
The birds seek alliance of love,
Their beaks kiss free of pain.
The birds seek alliance of love,
Their beaks kiss free of pain.
Their beaks kiss free of pain.
Flowery Canchunchú, Flowery Canchunchú,
Field of harmony, field of harmony,
He brought them all his joy in his verses,
He brought them all his joy in his verses.
Canchunchú flowery, field of harmony,
He brought them all his joy in his verses,
Canchunchú flowery, field of harmony,
He brought them all his joy in his verses.
He brought them all his joy in his verses.
▶️ 3Speak
