Concert In The Plain Camaguán Estuary

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The sun lit up the plain with light Night of Love
springlike in the Camaguán estuary
and the singing of the oriole filled it with rhythm and under the brightness
beauty from the tropical moon,
eternal spring of illusion, spell of the from the song of the plain,
I had from the breeze of the palm grove.
In the nights of Caney, the harp and the Happy night
song that I passed,
that I dreamed
(=I=) viewing the moon
concert of love, celestial song with her serene beauty,
gentle plain, tropical garden those beautiful black eyes
it's love, it's passion, it's pain and your mouth so sensual.
to love, to want, to sing (=BIS=)
to live, is to feel, is to suffer
it is a plain never to forget The moon has gone.
the stars hid,
divine plain, concert of the and in the palm grove
immensity Only laments can be heard.
garza estuaries, river, palmar in It is the plain
flower who goes crying in silence
glorious bastion you were of the liberator because we are leaving, estuaries of
In you, our freedom was forged. Camaguán.
Divine plain, concert of peace and love (=BIS)
I always carry you within me.
heart. Instrumental

it's love, it's passion, it's pain The moon has gone away,
to love, is to want, is to sing the stars hid,
is to live, is to feel, is to suffer and in the palm
it is a plain that one can never forget all that is heard are laments.
It is the plain
(instrumental part) who goes crying in silence
(=BIS=) why we are leaving, estuaries of
Camaguán.
(For the end) (=BIS)
it is love, it is passion, it is pain
to love, to want, to sing
it is to live, it is to feel, it is to suffer
it's the plain of my heart!
 Moon and Remoteness (4) Next to the Jaguey

Purer the air passes singing through the Singing with your memory
paths my heart blossoms
upon seeing your gaze fill with her the morning breeze kisses you like I do
splendor. you kiss the ears of corn, like I do my
They have already seen us together the pipes and the love(bis)
glowworms, -----o-----
the moon and distance love each other like you and when your lips do not come towards the
hi. mine
the palm tree dies alone without your love
I kissed you when I left to return for that I would like my sweet beloved
and today, much more, my life, in you I want Kiss me with you next to the Jaguey
big
and be happy with your passion until death. when your lips don't come towards the
I kissed you when I left to come back. mine
Life, from you love is born for me the palm tree dies alone from loneliness
and I want you to have love for me, That's why I would like my sweet beloved
to live. to kiss you by the palm grove
Life, I am loving you more every time.
and the sun of your gaze, I will never forget. you are the tenderness for my song
Instruments that’s why I love you more
(=BIS=) you are the tenderness for my singing
that's why I love you more
See you after the instrumental
 The Filly Zaina sad to cry.
Juan Vicente Torrealba
I am going to tame that filly,
I will tell you gentlemen I will teach her to love,
the story is very beautiful I will teach you to carry
of the beautiful little mare the brake and the muzzle
with dreamy eyes, and then I will give him/her

horsetail your freedom.

walk along the path, (=BIS=)
with very beautiful manes,
I was running through the marshes.
Llanera Sadness
She was a very unique filly, I am headed towards the plain
I did not know love, I'm leaving, folk guitar
I did not know Corral, (twice)
I didn't know muzzle, says my voice and my hand
I just wanted to live says my voice and my hand
through the palm grove. Goodbye savanna and palm tree!
(twice)
It was the bay mare. Savanna turtle dove,
the flower of the plain, Tell me why you are so sad?
horses and colts
they suffered for their beauty; it will be because I am leaving
she looked flirtatious it will be because I am leaving
its shadow in the lagoon, and maybe you knew it
walking in the savannas (twice)
on moonlit nights. Instrumental
Night that is already falling
The filly finally got careless Why don't you change the song
and a spring day, (bis)
on the shores of the palm grove of the birds by the cry
in my tie it fell, of the birds by the crying
the mare thus lost of the savanna crickets;
your freedom. (bis)
-----o------ If you only let me
Doesn't want the brake to bite, to sour my fate
nor the saddle to wear, (bis)
friends do not want to feel, a poor roadwatcher
nor that they put a muzzle on him, a poor lookout
and when it is in the pasture that complains among the shadows
the hawk can be heard whistling,
you can hear the little filly
 Clemente The Tiller Loneliness Rumor
Rumor of love, how beautiful love
Oh crossing mountains and rivers What I found along the way
a mournful cry is heard It is a divine love
That illuminates my entire destiny
he is the farmer Clemente This is a love like a beautiful flower
that lives in a lost world That emanates a world of fragrance
I burn with soft and sensual heat.
And quietly he suffers the oblivion It is a spring of hope
of his race and of his people
Where will you be when I'm not around?
and he fervently prays to God In their endearing company
the future of their children It's a rumor of loneliness
It is a haven of sadness
It is the farmer Clemente Without your warmth, without your gaze
brother who lives without hope A world of agony kills me
BIS
He is a son of a nation Very happy hours to remember
famous for its great wealth When we kiss with wild passion
What did you say to me with live broadcast?
Only knows poverty I want
what softens the purest heart BIS

and waits with devotion Where will you be when I'm not around
end with your infinite sadness In your heartfelt company
Instrumental It is a rumor of loneliness
It is the farmer Clemente It is a haven of sadness
brother who lives without hope Without your warmth, without your gaze
It kills me a world of agony
He is a son of a nation.
famous for its grand wealth Instrumental

Only knows poverty Where will she be when I'm not there
what softens the purest heart In their cherished company
It's a rumor of loneliness
and waits with devotion It is a haven of sadness
end with your infinite sadness Without your warmth, without your gaze
Instrumental It kills me a world of agony
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaayy BIS
 Way of Hope The Llanera Paraulata
Looking for a sweet love The Llanero Parrot,
that went away at dawn the llanera paraulata
through the fields of oblivion sings until dawn
on my horse singing and when it sings in the afternoon
through the plain I go, I feel like crying.
I ask Christ.
to the moriche and to the turpial I have a little speech,
to the breeze and to the palm grove, I have a speech.
but he/she does not know how to sing.
if the lagoon saw him pass alone (repeat).
This is my muddy cow
What I asked the road to which I am going to milk,
path of hope paralysis.
if you have seen me cry,
The sun is already coming out
on the edge of the palm grove,
Walking alone through the marshes
at the edge of the palm grove
yearning for what I want
The song of the parakeet is heard.
singing a sad corrido
on the banks of the river stuck in the mast.
when the downpour comes,
the laments of a carrao
that I asked the road standing in the booth
path of hope and a sad little word
if you have seen me cry that doesn't let me milk.

Instrumental When the rays of the sun

they illuminate the estuaries,
they illuminate the estuaries,
that I asked the road
you can see the cattle walking
path of hope
that goes towards the dining area,
if you have seen me cry
stopped the computer
Walking alone through the marshes at the edge of the stream
yearning for what I want and a sad parable
singing a sad and corrido that sings about the uvero.
on the banks of the river Instrumental BIS
when the downpour comes,
The Llanera parakeet,
ask the road the Llanera parrot
path of hope sing until dawn
and when he sings in the afternoon
if you have seen me cry
It makes me want to cry.
Paddle
 The Plain Thief of the Chaparral
Soul that cries inside F minor
Look into my pupils Plain of my heart
By Fierce land
So you can look at the wind Just say your song
So that you look at the wind Melancholy
Playing with the ears of corn
The roses of illusion
They have forgotten you
Twice Bandits of the thicket
Who has no feelings They wilted her.
I couldn't sing beautifully
Bye Plain that singing through the world you go
In my little planting Laraira la la la
In my small sowing Plain that you suffered for freedom
A blanket of laments Laraira la la la
Until They stole your happiness.
Instrumental Outlaws of the chaparral
Bis
Soul that you carry inside Instrumental
A torrent of bitterness
It is not heard in the palm grove
Bye
Neither in the pasture
Oh, cry the plain
Oh, cry the plain The traditional pipe
Throw your complaints to the wind Of the bridle
Until Now you are sad
That's why I always Because in my plain
through this insignificant plain If you are the queen of singing

Bye Venezuelan
I carry the verse on my lips
Plain that singing you go through the world
I carry the verse on my lips
And the sadness inside Laraira la la la
Until Plain that you suffered for freedom
Laraira la la la
They stole your happiness.
Cattle rustlers of the thicket
Bye
 Passage No. 8 Usually with the Stars
A minor
Dawn over the earth Hours of love alone on the plain
Through the flowered paths Without your warmth, your kisses, and your tenderness

Kiss You promised me that you would never forget me.

The heron returns to the rivers May our love not even time
The heron returns to the rivers I would delete
And the song to the milker
Until But one night you told me very happily
Cross the space singing I no longer love you and I can't think of you.
The happy gossip And that night for no reason and without cause
Until You killed all the hope of those hours
And there is a little rumor so beautiful
And there is a tiny rumor They left a deep mark on my sadness
Where the partridge goes heart
Bye And you left me all alone with the stars...
It smells like rain-soaked herbs. Bye
From the pasture to the hut Instrumental
Until
And they open to the yellow wind Hours of lonely love across the plain
And they open to the yellow wind Without your warmth, your kisses, and your tenderness
flowers of the araguaney You promised me that you would never forget me
Bis That our love, not even time, it
The kiss also rises early I would erase
tasty as honey
Bye But one night you told me very happily
While I sigh the aroma I no longer love you and I can't think of you
As I breathe in the aroma And that night without reason and without purpose
From the brewed coffee You killed all hope of those hours
Kiss so beautiful
They left a deep mark on my sadness
heart
And you left me all alone with the stars...
Bis
 Valencia My passage
Juan Vicente Torrealba A minor
I About the colt to the lazar,
Valencia the bride of the sun how many times in my childhood.
his lake with April moon (Twice)
it seems like a mirror of God I came across your fragrance,
the most gentle city Estuary of Camaguán.
matches its clear blue (Bis)
the grace of each woman Where the view is lost,
offers a bunch of light in an eternal wandering.
city of my desire (Bis)

choir Instrumental
Valencia is...
sing and bloom.. And just as they leave me,
God bless. these distant memories
to the Valencian sun... (Again)
Valencia is... They also leave from my hand,
to love without suffering.. these worthless verses:
God bless. (Bis)
to Valencian love.. Dust storm and glow,
(=BIS=) of the plains paths!
(Bis)
Instrumental If the sea has beauties,
the plain has more:
(Bis)
Again chorus
There flies the gannet,
and the ship leaves the wake
(Bis)
but here the refrain flies,
leaving the pain behind.
(Encore)
Instrumental
End
 Barquisimeto Ballad of the Caney
Juan Vicente Torrealba
Gentle Moon
Today I will give you my song his portrait image in the jagüey,
before the enchantment of your women from Larense next to the caney
I have never seen another blue so alike
we talk tenderly about love,
like your sky of beautiful sunsets beautiful illusion
(=BIS=) in a rustic and sensual night
and the morichal
Barquisimeto, the one with the singing soul it lulled us with its murmur.
the warm memory
what gave me the farewell The forgetfulness

that night in the caney

Barquisimeto, the one with the four and the run, when at the edge of the jagüey
the one of pure feeling, He/she gave me his/her love.
what are you for, my love (BIS)

Beloved town, I never forget your sky No, my love,

and the rhythm of my capachos don't take my life away, my dear,
singing I dream of you hey, love
you know that I love you.
Barquisimeto the one of the four and the run, My sweet beloved
the one of pure feeling maybe you don't know how to love
what are you for, my love or what words of woman
(everything repeats itself again and the end) Are they worth nothing?

My sweet beloved
Barquisimeto, the one with the singing soul Do you not know about love?
the warm memory Or do you lack the heart to love me?
what gave me the farewell Instrumental
No, my love,
do not take my life away, my dear,
Beloved town, I never forget your sky hey, love
to the rhythm of my caps you know that I love you.
singing I dream of you My sweet love
can't you love?
Barquisimeto the one of the four and the run, or what words of woman
the one of pure feeling are they worth nothing?
what are you for, my love My sweet beloved
(everything repeats again and end) Do you not know about love?
Or do you lack the heart to love me?
 For that love that went away with my affection.
Disillusionment Bis
Hey darling, when will you give me comfort,
Oh, a comfort that is already a lot
to suffer
For this love that you swore to me one day,
That day I will never forget
Bye
It is a pain that I cannot resist
It is a pain that I cannot endure,
I feel a cruel disappointment in my soul.
For that love that left with my affection
By
You loved me
you loved me,
I can understand it;
that I forget you;
that I forget you,
that can never be.
It is a pain that I cannot bear
It is a pain that I cannot endure,
I feel a cruel disappointment in my soul
For that love that left with my affection
Instrumental
It is a pain that I cannot bear.
It is a pain that I cannot endure,
I feel a cruel disappointment in my soul
For that love that left with my affection
Bye

You wanted me
you loved me,
I can understand it;
that I forget you;
that I forget you,
that will never be.

It is a pain I cannot withstand

It is a pain that I cannot suffer.
I feel a cruel disappointment in my soul