Coplas Del Caminador
(La milonga de la pampa
Es buen tiento pa' trenzar)
(El lazo de un sentimiento
Que naides podrá cortar)
(Yo no voy a las boticas
La medicina a comprar)
(Pulso la guitarra y canto
Con cantos me sé curar)
(Cuando tropiezo me caigo
Y enseguida sé pensar)
(Que el que no nació pa' sapo
A devolverse a parar)
(Con la prima y la segunda
Mi copla suelo bordar)
(La tercera tiene penas
Y aguanta por no llorar)
(La cuarta es romanticona
Siempre le gusta soñar)
(Es perezoso y dulzona
Como flor del naranjal)
(La quinta es una tranquera
Que naides supo engrasar)
(Se siente sola en el campo
Y es honda su soledad)
(La sexta es cuerda machaza
Quizás nació pa' mandar)
(Ella entabla la tropilla
Y naides la hace calar)
(Guitarra cuando me muera
Tal vez con otro te irás)
(Pero el viento es buen amigo
Y tu canto me traerá)
Verses of the Walker
(The folk music of the prairie
Is good skill to braid)
(The tie of a feeling
That no one can cut)
(I don't go to the pharmacies
To buy medicine)
(I strum the guitar and sing
With songs I know how to heal)
(When I stumble, I fall
And immediately know how to think)
(Those who weren't born to be toads
Should turn back and stand up)
(With the first and second
I usually embroider my verses)
(The third one has sorrows
And endures to avoid crying)
(The fourth one is romantic
Always likes to dream)
(It's lazy and sweet
Like a flower from the orange grove)
(The fifth one is a gate
That no one knew how to grease)
(It feels lonely in the field
And its loneliness is deep)
(The sixth one is a tough rope
Maybe born to lead)
(It leads the herd
And no one can outsmart it)
(Guitar, when I die
Maybe you'll go with someone else)
(But the wind is a good friend
And your song will bring me back)