Cerro Murillo
Mole del cerro murillo
Que viste a los españoles conquistar valledupar
Testigo eterno y sencillo
De serenatas y amores en la historia del cesar
Mole del cerro murillo
Decile que yo la quiero, que no la puedo olvidar
Mole del cerro murillo
Decile que yo la quiero, que no la puedo olvidar
Dejo que mi fantasia
Vuele como vuela el viento, por los montes del cesar
Recordando profecias
Leyendas y apariciones del viejo valledupar
Y asi pena el alma mia
Por antiguos callejones porque no te puedo amar
Y asi pena el alma mia
Por antiguos callejones porque no te puedo amar
Oye, oye cerro murillo
Amigo de mi infancia, testigo de mis penas
Dile, decile a esa morena
Que yo no tengo vida, desde que yo la vi
Dile que cojere el camino
Que crusando mi valle se pierde alla en la sierra
Dile que sere el caminante
Que con su andar errante, penara por alli
Cuentan viejas narracione
Que en la region de murillo, un ganadero vivio
Que componiendo canciones
Y enlazando sus novillos, un dia su vida acabo
Era don tobias gutierrez
Un hombre que a sus quereres les cantaba como yo
Era don tobias gutierrez
Un hombre que a sus quereres les cantaba como yo
Cuentan que al pie de un barranco
Han visto en noches de luna, su fantasma galopar
Jinete a caballo blanco
Que aparece entre la bruma, cavalgando sin parar
Yo quiziera ser amigo
Del fantasma de murillo, paacompañarlo a penar
Yo quiziera ser amigo
Del fantasma de murillo, paacompañarlo a penar
Oye, oye cerro murillo
Amigo de mi infancia, testigo de mis penas
Dile, decile a esa morena
Que yo no tengo vida, desde que yo la vi
Dile que cojere el camino
Que crusando mi valle se pierde alla en la sierra
Dile que sere el caminante
Que con su andar errante, penara por alli
Murillo Hill
Mole of Murillo Hill
You saw the Spaniards conquer Valledupar
An eternal and simple witness
To serenades and loves in the history of Cesar
Mole of Murillo Hill
Tell her that I love her, that I can't forget her
Mole of Murillo Hill
Tell her that I love her, that I can't forget her
I let my fantasy
Fly like the wind, through the hills of Cesar
Remembering prophecies
Legends and apparitions of old Valledupar
And so my soul aches
Through ancient alleys because I can't love you
And so my soul aches
Through ancient alleys because I can't love you
Hey, hey Murillo Hill
Friend of my childhood, witness to my sorrows
Tell her, tell that dark-haired girl
That I have no life since I saw her
Tell her I'll take the path
That crosses my valley and gets lost up in the mountains
Tell her I'll be the wanderer
Who, with his wandering steps, will suffer around there
They say old tales
That in the Murillo region, a rancher lived
Who, composing songs
And herding his cattle, one day ended his life
It was Don Tobias Gutierrez
A man who sang to his loves like I do
It was Don Tobias Gutierrez
A man who sang to his loves like I do
They say that at the foot of a ravine
They've seen on moonlit nights, his ghost gallop
A rider on a white horse
Who appears through the mist, riding without stopping
I wish I could be friends
With the ghost of Murillo, to accompany him in sorrow
I wish I could be friends
With the ghost of Murillo, to accompany him in sorrow
Hey, hey Murillo Hill
Friend of my childhood, witness to my sorrows
Tell her, tell that dark-haired girl
That I have no life since I saw her
Tell her I'll take the path
That crosses my valley and gets lost up in the mountains
Tell her I'll be the wanderer
Who, with his wandering steps, will suffer around there