Guerrero Es - Joan Sebastian

Ahi le va… Desde mi tierra que es tierra de bailadores

De alla les traigo esto para que se desentuman

Me preguntaron de la tierra en que nací

Soy de Guerrero con orgullo respondí

Se oyó un «¡Que miedo ese ha de ser matón!»

Por lo que supe que hay una equivocación

Guerrero es un beso de la sierra con el mar

Cantar de un zenzontle y rugido de un jaguar

Es una guitarra entonando una chilena

Y es una morena zapateando sin igual

Es Guerrero un campesino que trabaja

Por su tierra su familia y no se raja

Es un niño y con un sueño va a la escuela

Es bandera tricolor que ondea en Iguala

Es un paraiso si quieres vacacionar

Es luna de miel es un nidito para amar

La mejor ventana para mirar las estrellas

Y tiene en sus playas mil bellezas sin igual

Es novela magistral de Altamirano

Y aquel Bravo Nicolas es mi paisano

Y aunque ha sido y será gran insurgente

Guerrero también es paz para su gente

Esa es mi tierra… y que bailen los caballos compa

Me preguntaron de la tierra en que nací

Soy de Juliantla con orgullo respondí

Se oyo un «¡Que miedo ese ha de ser matón!»

Por lo que se hizo necesaria esta canción

Guerrero es cajita pintada en Olinalá

Es luna de plata que colgada en Taxco está

Valiente vaquero capoteando un toro bravo

Todavia no acabo siga escuchando y sabrá

Ahi Cuauhtemoc tiene su eterna morada

En mi tierra la madre más abnegada

Es un niño y con un sueño va a la escuela

Es bandera tricolor que ondea en Iguala

Es un paraiso si quieres vacacionar

Es luna de miel es un nidito para amar

La mejor ventana para mirar las estrellas

Y tiene en sus playas mil bellezas sin igual

Es novela magistral de Altamirano

Y aquel Bravo Nicolas es mi paisano

Y aunque ha sido y será gran insurgente

Guerrero también es paz para su gente

Y no hay que confundir el pas, pas, pas con la paz…

Tranquilos y nos amanecemos

(Gracias a Carlos por esta letra)

There you go… From my land, which is the land of dancers

From there I bring you this so that you get rid of

They asked me about the land where I was born

I am from Guerrero, I proudly answered

They heard a "How scary that must be a thug!"

From what I knew there is a mistake

Guerrero is a kiss between the mountains and the sea

Singing of a zenzontle and roar of a jaguar

It's a guitar singing a Chilean

And she is a brunette stomping without equal

A warrior is a peasant who works

For his land of him his family of him and he does not split

He is a boy and with a dream he goes to school

It is the tricolor flag that flies in Iguala

It is a paradise if you want to vacation

It's a honeymoon, it's a little nest to love

The best window to gaze at the stars

And it has a thousand unparalleled beauties on its beaches

It is a masterful novel by Altamirano

And that Bravo Nicolas is my countryman

And although he has been and will be a great insurgent

Guerrero is also peace for his people

That is my land… and let the horses dance compa

They asked me about the land where I was born

I am from Juliantla I proudly answered

I heard a "How scary that must be a thug!"

For what was necessary this song

Guerrero is a painted box in Olinalá

It is a silver moon that is hanging in Taxco

Brave cowboy capotendo a brave bull

I'm not done yet keep listening and you'll know

There Cuauhtemoc has his eternal abode

In my land the most devoted mother

He is a boy and with a dream he goes to school

It is the tricolor flag that flies in Iguala

It is a paradise if you want to vacation

It's a honeymoon, it's a little nest to love

The best window to gaze at the stars

And it has a thousand unparalleled beauties on its beaches

It is a masterful novel by Altamirano

And that Bravo Nicolas is my countryman

And although he has been and will be a great insurgent

Guerrero is also peace for his people

And do not confuse the pas, pas, pas with peace...

Calm down and we wake up

(Thanks to Carlos for these lyrics)