El Pueblo Quiere Al Cantante
Se murio el cantor que ayer nos cantaba canciones
Bien sentidas sé que has muerto rafael pero
Vivirás siempre en nuestras vidas
Tu voz linda, nadie la reemplazará, la
Reemplazará, aunque cante yo nos dejaste
Herido con un cruel final, con un cruel final,
Fuí tu seguidor
Tuve mucho rafa que aprender de tí, que
Aprender de tí, fuiste mi profesor hoy se
Escucha mi lamento pa´seguir,
Pa´seguir,tu escuela con honor que dios te
Tenga en la gloria y veas en mi, siempre veas en
Mi tu alumno, profesor
Porque nadie puede reemplazarte a tí,
Reemplazarte a tí, eso lo dispone dios el
Pueblo llora, todos tu muerte bendita suerte, que
Sera del folclor no se respeta ni al presidente,
Ni al inocente, ni al cantante de hoy
Es la paz que nosotros queremos, que nos se
Derrame tanta sangre hoy otro cantante que
Perdemos, ay! Dios mio que pasa con el arte
Y el cantante es cultura de un pueblo y es el
Pueblo el que quiere al cantante
Tantas canciones sentidas que a todo el mundo
Rafa le cantaba clara helena con sus hijas tienen
El alma triste y destrozada
Porque le han quitado la vida al cantor, la vida
Al cantor, no cantara más dejando sola a su
Esposa sin amor, niñas sin calor y amor de
Papá
Tus amigos siempre te recordarán y yo tu
Seguidor, tu escuela seguirá una viejecita
Que fue tu mamá, un viejo tu papá,
Tus hermanos también
Ellos siempre rafa te recordarán y
También llorarán ay! Tu muerte tan
Cruel de rodillas le pediremos a dios ay! Por tu
Eterna paz y a la virgen también
El pueblo llora, todos tu muerte bendita suerte,
Que sera del folclor no se respeta ni al
Presidente, ni al inocente, ni al cantante de hoy
Es la paz que nosotros queremos, que nos se
Derrame tanta sangre hoy otro cantante que
Perdemos, ay! Dios mio que pasa con el arte
Y el cantante es cultura de un pueblo y es el
Pueblo el que quiere al cantante
The Town Wants The Singer
The singer who sang us songs yesterday has died
I know you have died Rafael, but you will always live in our lives
Your beautiful voice, no one will replace it, they will
Replace it, even if I sing, you left us
Wounded with a cruel ending, with a cruel ending,
I was your follower
I had a lot to learn from you, to
Learn from you, you were my teacher, today
My lament is heard to continue,
To continue, your school with honor, may God
Have you in glory and see in me, always see in
Me your student, teacher
Because no one can replace you,
Replace you, that is what God decides, the
Town mourns, everyone your blessed death, what
Will become of folklore, neither the president is respected,
Nor the innocent, nor today's singer
It is the peace we want, that there is not so
Much bloodshed today another singer that
We lose, oh! My God, what is happening with art
And the singer is the culture of a town and it is the
Town that wants the singer
So many heartfelt songs that Rafael sang to everyone
Clara Helena with her daughters have
A sad and broken soul
Because they have taken the life of the singer, the life
Of the singer, he will sing no more, leaving his
Wife alone without love, girls without warmth and love
From dad
Your friends will always remember you and I, your
Follower, your school will continue, an old lady
Who was your mom, an old man your dad,
Your brothers too
They will always remember you Rafael and
They will also cry oh! Your death so
Cruel, on our knees we will ask God oh! For your
Eternal peace and also to the Virgin
The town mourns, everyone your blessed death,
What will become of folklore, neither the
President is respected, nor the innocent, nor today's singer
It is the peace we want, that there is not so
Much bloodshed today another singer that
We lose, oh! My God, what is happening with art
And the singer is the culture of a town and it is the
Town that wants the singer