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The Zulian Flock

Ricardo Aguirre

La Grey Zuliana

En todo tiempo cuando a la calle sales mi reina
Tu pueblo amado se ha confundido en un solo amor
Amor inmenso, glorioso, excelso, sublime y tierno
Amor celeste, divino y santo hacia tu bondad

Madre mía si el gobierno no ayuda al pueblo zuliano
Tendreis que meter la mano y mandarlo pa'l infierno

La grey zuliana cual rosario popular
De rodillas va a implorar a su patrona
Y una montaña de oraciones quiere dar
Esta gaita magistral que el Saladillo le entona

Tu pueblo te pide ahora madre mía le ayudeis
Y que fortuna le deis con mucho amor te lo implora

La grey zuliana cual rosario popular
De rodillas va a implorar a su patrona
Y una montaña de oraciones quiere dar
Esta gaita magistral que el Saladillo le entona

Acabaron con la plata y se echaron a reír
Pero les puede salir el tiro por la culata

La grey zuliana cual rosario popular
De rodillas va a implorar a su patrona
Y una montaña de oraciones quiere dar
Esta gaita magistral que el Saladillo le entona

Maracaibo ha dado tanto que debiera de tener
Carreteras a granel con morocotas de canto

La grey zuliana cual rosario popular
De rodillas va a implorar a su patrona
Y una montaña de oraciones quiere dar
Esta gaita magistral que el Saladillo le entona

Chinita! Chini ita!

The Zulian Flock

At all times when you go out on the street my queen
Your beloved people have been confused in a single love
Immense, glorious, sublime, and tender love
Heavenly, divine and holy love towards your goodness

My God, if the government does not help the people of Zulia
You'll have to put your hand in and send him to hell

The Zulia flock like a popular rosary
On his knees he goes to implore his patron saint
And a mountain of prayers wants to give
This masterful gaita that Saladillo sings

Your people now ask you, my mother, to help them
And may you give him fortune with much love, he implores you

The Zulia flock like a popular rosary
On his knees he goes to implore his patron saint
And a mountain of prayers wants to give
This masterful gaita that Saladillo sings

They finished the money and started laughing
But it could backfire on them

The Zulia flock like a popular rosary
On his knees he goes to implore his patron saint
And a mountain of prayers wants to give
This masterful gaita that Saladillo sings

Maracaibo has given so much that it should have
Bulk roads with morocotas on the edge

The Zulia flock like a popular rosary
On his knees he goes to implore his patron saint
And a mountain of prayers wants to give
This masterful gaita that Saladillo sings

Chinita! Chini ita!

Escrita por: Ricardo Aguirre