Festival de música folclórica week 6 / Aquel - That Cover by @gilliatt
Hello friends of hive, for week number 6 of the festival of folk music, I bring you a song by maestro Simon Diaz, our "Uncle Simon" as we met him and we still say affectionately. It is "Aquel" llanero passage written by the composer José Manuel Falcón.
Simón Narciso Díaz Márquez, was born in the town of Barbacoas, Aragua State on August 8, 1928 and died on February 19, 2014. Son of Juan Diaz and Maria Marquez, he stood out from a very young age among the eight siblings like him actor and comedian Jose Diaz (Joselo) since he was a child his father helped him in his first steps in music by teaching him to play the cuatro (Venezuelan musical instrument). He worked since he was a child, selling sweets and empanadas that his mother made. He was also an orchestra assistant, and an atrílero until he began to do comedy shows where he was known as "El chato".
They say that one day the singer of the orchestra was absent and he came out to sing in his place and in the middle of the presentation he forgot the lyrics, so, with great cunning, he began to improvise the lyrics with guttural sounds, something that the public liked a lot and he was rewarded with great applause from those present and from that moment he became the vocalist of the orchestra.
José Manuel Falcón, of this composer there are few data, only that he was born in the town of La Sierra, in the Cojedes State, in the Juan Angel Bravo municipality, near the city of San Carlos.
Aquel
Aquel
Aquel potro patas negras
De crines tan marmoleñas
Hace unos días se murió
Porque
La dueña que lo montaba
Que tanto lo acariciaba
Hace tiempo se marchó
Aquel
Aquel turpial cantarino
Y el azulejo marino ayer se fueron los dos
Porque
La mano de suaves mimos
La voz de modales finos
De pronto los descuido
Porque
Aquel perro tan hermoso
Que jugueteaba contigo
Que te ragale un diciembre
Cuando nos comprometimos
Ayer lo conseguí muerto
En la orilla del camino
Porque
Señor si te la llevaste
Eternamente contigo
Si se fueron tras su huellas
Todos sus fieles amigos
Deja que yo también muera
Para tenerla conmigo
Aquel
Aquel riachuelo divino
De corrientes cristalinas
Seco ya está de dolor
Porque
Porque tú no has regresado
A refrescarte a su lado
A jugar con su color
Aquel
Aquel rosal encendido
Que cuidabas con delirio
Todito se marchito
Porque
Aquella voz cantarina
Que resfrescaba su vida
Nunca jamás regresó
Porque
Aquel perro tan hermoso
Que jugueteaba contigo
Que te ragale un diciembre
Cuando nos comprometimos
Ayer lo conseguí muerto
En la orilla del camino
Porque
Señor si te la llevaste
Eternamente contigo
Si se fueron tras su huellas
Todos sus fieles amigos
Deja que yo tambien muera
Para tenerla conmigo
That
That
That black legged foal
With such marbled manes
A few days ago he died
Why
The owner who rode it
How much I caressed him
Long gone
That
That turpial song
And the sea tile yesterday they both left
Why
The hand of gentle pampering
The voice of fine manners
Suddenly I neglect them
Because
That beautiful dog
Who was playing with you
Give you a December
When we got engaged
Yesterday i got him dead
On the side of the road
Because
Sir if you took her
Eternally with you
If they went after his footsteps
All his faithful friends
Let me die too
To have her with me
That
That divine stream
Of crystalline currents
Dry is already in pain
Why
Because you have not returned
To refresh you by his side
Play with your color
That
That rosebush lit
That you cared with delirium
All withered
Because
That Singing Voice
That refreshed his life
Never ever came back
Because
That beautiful dog
Who was playing with you
Give you a December
When we got engaged
Yesterday i got him dead
On the side of the road
Because
Sir if you took her
Eternally with you
If they went after his footsteps
All his faithful friends
Let me die too
To have her with me
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