Tia Juana
En la costa oriental del lago
Sucede algo que da dolor
Yo vi a mi hermano en el desamparo
Sin que vinieran a darle amor
Y en el momento no tuve a mano
Sino el recurso de una canción
Que lo ayudara en su llamado
De que no hay fruto
Si no hay flor
La flor del hombre, la más hermosa
Y dolorosa en su corazón
Porque esta vida que me están dando
No se parece a la que soñé
Soñé primero en mi derecho
A que me dijeran la verdad
Y que no mientan
Cuando prometen
Que pronto ayuda me llegará
Así dijeron y mi muchacho
De esa promesa tiene la edad
Y mi muchacho que ya está grande
De esa promesa tiene la edad (bis)
Oye, tia juana, mi amor
Como te causan dolor
Oye, tia juana, mi amor
Te parten el corazón
Pero cabalgando en el potro
Hermoso de la esperanza
Y esa no me la quitarán
Porque esa tiene sangre de mara
Y de bolívar la libertad (bis)
Y esa no me la quitarán
Juro que no me la quitarán
Primo que no me la quitarán
Mi solo esfuerzo
Es un simple viento
Pero con el viento del pueblo
Tendré la furia de un vendabal
Y esa no me la quitarán
Juro que no me la quitarán...
Oye, tia juana, mi amor...
Por tu vida chinita
Que no se muera la gaita
Dios te salve chinita hermosa
Y nosotros a tia juana (bis)
Aunt Juana
On the eastern coast of the lake
Something happens that brings pain
I saw my brother in abandonment
Without anyone coming to give him love
And at that moment I didn't have anything on hand
But the resource of a song
That would help him in his call
That there is no fruit
If there is no flower
The flower of man, the most beautiful
And painful in his heart
Because this life they are giving me
Doesn't resemble the one I dreamed of
I first dreamed of my right
To be told the truth
And not to lie
When they promise
That help will come soon
That's what they said and my boy
Is of the age of that promise
And my boy who is already grown
Is of the age of that promise (repeat)
Hey, Aunt Juana, my love
How they cause you pain
Hey, Aunt Juana, my love
They break your heart
But riding on the horse
Beautiful of hope
And they won't take that away from me
Because that has the blood of mara
And the freedom of Bolivar (repeat)
And they won't take that away from me
I swear they won't take it away from me
Cousin they won't take it away from me
My sole effort
Is just a simple wind
But with the wind of the people
I will have the fury of a gale
And they won't take that away from me
I swear they won't take it away from me...
Hey, Aunt Juana, my love...
For your life, little one
May the gaita not die
God save you, beautiful little one
And us to Aunt Juana (repeat)