Violín Del Monte - Peteco Carabajal, Raly Barrionuevo, Duo Coplanacu

Violinista de los montes

músico del campo nuestro

se te está yendo la vida

entre zambas y recuerdos

El arco deshilachado

conjuga todo los tiempos

y llora todo los lloros

de la esperanza y el sueño.

Con tu violín de tres cuerdas

en verano y en invierno

sigues tocando y tocando

hasta que se entra el lucero.

Tu fortuna es de amistad

no sabes lo que es dinero

los sentires que te animan

están más allá del tiempo.

Cuando llega el carnaval

cruzas montes y potreros

y sales buscando fiesta

con tu silbo de señuelo.

Con tu ponchito gastado

cubres tu violín zambero

igual que a un niño dormido

lo cuida a tu instrumento.

Violinista de los montes

músico del campo nuestro.

Y así te pasas las horas

entre danza y zapateo

y de vez en cuando tocas

la danza de tus recuerdos.

Entonces te trae la tarde

la luz de unos ojos negros

que prometieron volver

y que lejos se perdieron.

Violinista de los campos

músico humilde del cerro

como llora tu violín

eternizado en el viento.

fiddler of the hills

country musician

your life is going away

between zambas and memories

the frayed bow

conjugate all tenses

and cries all the cries

of hope and dreams.

With your three-stringed violin

In summer and in winter

you keep playing and playing

until the star enters.

Your fortune is friendship

you don't know what money is

the feelings that animate you

they are beyond time.

When the carnival arrives

you cross mountains and paddocks

and you go out looking for a party

with your decoy whistle.

With your worn ponchito

you cover your zambero violin

just like a sleeping child

take care of your instrument.

fiddler of the hills

musician from our country.

And so you spend the hours

between dance and zapateo

and from time to time you play

the dance of your memories.

Then the evening brings you

the light of black eyes

who promised to return

and how far they were lost.

fiddler of the fields

humble musician from the hill

how your violin cries

eternal in the wind.