Lamento Borincano - Chavela Vargas

Sale, loco de contento

Con su cargamento para la ciudad, ay, para la ciudad

Lleva en su pensamiento todo un mundo llego de felicidad, ay, de felicidad

Piensa en remediar la situación

De su hogar que es toda su ilusión, si

Que alegre el jibarito va diciendo así, pensando así, cantando así por el camino

Si yo vendo la garga mi dios querido, un traje a mi viejita voy a comprar

Que alegre tambien su yegua va a presentir que su cantar es todo un himno de

alegria

En eso le sorprende la luz del día y llegan al mercado de la ciudad

Pasa la mañana entera, sin que nadie quiera su carga comprar, ay,

su carga comprar

Todo, todo esta desierto y el pueblo esta muerto de necesidad, ay, de necesidad

Se oyen los lamentos por doquier, de su desdichada borinques, si

Que triste el jibarillo

He leaves, crazy with happiness

With its cargo for the city, oh, for the city

He carries in his thoughts a whole world full of happiness, oh, happiness

Think about remedying the situation

Of his home that is all his illusion, yes

How happy the jibarito goes saying like this, thinking like this, singing like this along the way

If I sell the load, my dear God, I'm going to buy my old lady a suit

How happy his mare is also going to feel that his singing is a hymn of

happiness

In that, daylight surprises him and they arrive at the city market

He spends the whole morning, without anyone wanting to buy his cargo, oh,

your cargo buy

Everything, everything is deserted and the town is dying of need, oh, of need

The laments are heard everywhere, from his unfortunate borinques, yes

How sad the jibarillo