Below is the lyrics of the song Las coplas del campo , artist - Raly Barrionuevo with translation
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Raly Barrionuevo
Que lindo que es cantar
Las coplas del campo
Ritual fiesta y dolor
De mis hermanos
Milenaria canción
De misterio y barro
Vidala y rebelión
Dignificados
El Mishqui Mayu el sol
Viejos musiqueros
Habitantes de la
Tierra y el cielo
Que lindo que es cantar
Las coplas del campo
Ritual fiesta y dolor
De mis hermanos
Hermanas del crespín
Y de los desiertos
Las coplas que en soledad
Pregona el viento
Peregrinos del sol
Gemir de violines
Memoria y corazón
Los bailarines
Sentires que en canción
Se vuelven nostalgias
Presagio bien hecho
De la salamanca
Que lindo que es cantar
Las coplas del campo
Ritual fiesta y dolor
De mis hermanos
How beautiful it is to sing
The couplets of the field
Ritual party and pain
Of my brothers
millennial song
Of mystery and mud
vidala and rebellion
dignified
The Mishqui Mayu the sun
old musicians
inhabitants of the
earth and sky
How beautiful it is to sing
The couplets of the field
Ritual party and pain
Of my brothers
crespin sisters
and of the deserts
The verses that in solitude
proclaim the wind
pilgrims of the sun
moan of violins
memory and heart
The dancers
You will feel that in song
they become nostalgic
omen well done
From Salamanca
How beautiful it is to sing
The couplets of the field
Ritual party and pain
Of my brothers
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