Pachito

Pachito

Pachito

He was a man from my hometownEra un hombre de mi tierra
From this one-of-a-kind placeDe esta tierra sin igual
Who played his guitarQue tocaba su guitarra
Loved to party all nightLe gustaba parrandear
Everyone called him PachitoTodos le decían Pachito
He was a real stand-up guyEra un hombre bien cabal

He loved for his girlLe gustaba que su chata
To hear him sing his songLe escuchara su cantar
And he’d bring serenadesY llevaba serenata
To the door of his homeA las puertas de su hogar

The last time I saw PachitoLa última vez que a Pachito
I visited him at the graveyardVisité, fue en el panteón
There were four mourners thereAhí estaban cuatro sirios
And he was in his coffinAhí estaba en su cajón

He was a good manFue buen hombre
He was my friendFue mi amigo
He was PachitoFue Pachito
This is his songEs canción

In the yard of his houseEn el patio de su casa
A carnation blooms brightFlorecido está un clavel
With the tears from his eyesCon agüita de sus ojos
Isabel waters it rightSiempre lo riega Isabel

With the tears from his eyesCon agüita de sus ojos
Isabel waters it rightSiempre lo riega Isabel
His love was Pachito CampoSu amor fue Pachito Campo
And she’s still true to himA él le sigue siendo fiel

How beautiful it is to have loveQué bonito que hay amores
And friends like himY hay amigos como él
His name was Francisco CampoSe llamó Francisco Campo
The one Manuel sings aboutAl que le canta Manuel