Below is the lyrics of the song Copla Campesina , artist - Joan Sebastian with translation
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Joan Sebastian
Andeleeeee!
Cuando la luna reina del cielo
Sobre los valles tiende su manto
A mi me encuentra junto a mi chata
Viendo sus ojos amando tanto
Luego la luna reina del cielo
Tras la montaña desaparece
Y a mi me encuentra el alba despierto
En pie de lucha cuando amanece
A un cuaco brioso le echo montura
… canela pura (esta frase no la entiendo)
Mi chata en nuestro jacal se queda
Me voy cantanto por la vereda
Esta copla campesina
Se oye allá en la colina
Esta copla campesina
Se oye allá en la colina
Hablado: Andele compa échese el gabán al hombro
Y métale el guarache al polvo!
Ya maduraron los cafetales
Parecen labios tirando besos
Serán alivio para mis males
Son la respuesta para mis rezos
Ya maduraron los cafetales
Ya se llegó el tiempo de cosecha
Y repletitos van mis costales
Sobre mis mulas abriendo brecha
Mi cuaco brioso me echa un relincho
Luego me acerco y le aprieto el cincho
Mi chata en nuestro jacal me espera
Vuelvo cantando por mi pradera
Esta copla campesina
Se oye allá en la colina
Esta copla campesina
Se oye allá en la colina
Hablado: Bailele veracruz
Esta copla campesina
Se oye allá en la colina
Esta copla campesina
Se oye allá en la colina
Andeleeeee!
When the moon reigns from the sky
Over the valleys he spreads his mantle
He finds me next to my flat
Seeing her eyes loving so much
Then the moon queen of the sky
Behind the mountain disappears
And the dawn finds me awake
Fighting when dawn breaks
I mount a spirited cuaco
… pure cinnamon (I don't understand this phrase)
My chata in our shack stays
I go singing along the sidewalk
This peasant couplet
It is heard there on the hill
This peasant couplet
It is heard there on the hill
Spoken: Andele compa throw your coat over your shoulder
And add the guarache to the powder!
The coffee plantations have already matured
They look like lips throwing kisses
They will be relief for my ills
They are the answer to my prayers
The coffee plantations have already matured
Harvest time has come
And my sacks are full
On my mules opening a gap
My spirited cuaco gives me a neigh
Then I approach and tighten the belt
My chata in our shack awaits me
I return singing for my meadow
This peasant couplet
It is heard there on the hill
This peasant couplet
It is heard there on the hill
Spoken: Bailele Veracruz
This peasant couplet
It is heard there on the hill
This peasant couplet
It is heard there on the hill
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