Cuzco Rabon

Cuzco Rabon

Singer when you sing loud
Before you have to think
If the ideal you preach
You will be able to assimilate
There are many who shout loud
Few think while singing

You have to sing consciously
With foundation and reason
That in every hunting pack
The rabid dog is not missing
Barks and barks, but doesn't bite
When the opportunity arises

There are singers who protest
With an unparalleled fervor
It's necessary to know if they feel it
Or if they just sing it
The example says much more
And it must be applied

Sometimes I spend hours
Listening to a singer
One of those who vibrate while singing
Because they feel the pain
That sincere singing causes
It comes from the heart
Pieces of the soul with notes
United by emotion

I feel sorry for those
Who sing for a reflection
It's like the weeping willow
That looks at itself in the mirror
Of the slowly flowing river
Seeing how the willow weeps
Its notes may be beautiful but soulless
The willow will live very little
If it's taken away from the water

For me the singer must be
A mix of man and idea
The suitcase leans
If there's nothing on one side
And it's a science to learn
To balance the load well
Because life is bitter
Carrying what's foreign on one side
Never drinks a worse poison
Than the one that bleeds from his mouth

When you start singing
Do it with foundation
Shout, if you're suffering
Don't sing to show off
I've seen rabid dogs bark
And rush against the wind
Singing without feeling
Is not worth it
The truth remains stuck
And it's clear you're lying

I imagine you've seen
Maggots in animals
That's the worst of evils
And it's not nice to cure it
The worm isn't instinctive
It has a destructive mission
It attacks in a place and time
That no one imagines
How many things end
If it enters the mind

Who has seen the caracu
Always stuck in the bone
You must be that
Reason of a town waiting
The one with a toothache
Won't pull out the fang
The mare guards the colt
And it grows strong
A principle has never been defended
By singing bitterly

No matter how many years go by
Don't forget how you started
From the one who advised you
Who knew how to lend a hand
From the one who is a friend, a brother
When he felt weak
And saw him cornered
He went to his ranch
And opened a wide path
Through which you escaped

If you notice that your singing
Helps the fallen
Don't deny it, my friend
And stand by their side
And you'll feel the beating
Deep in your chest
The joy of having done
Something that is never paid for
For the singer it's more than enough
Leaving someone satisfied

You'll have plenty of friends
For created interests
Always keep them aside
Looking for good reasons
Just like with pork cracklings
Drain the fat well
And if a piece slips
Take it out with a skimmer
Friendship is a sincere thing
When it comes to accepting it

And if it's about friends
Don't look at the color
The warmth that is unleashed
In friendship isn't in the skin
A man doesn't stand out
For his money or presence
A clean conscience is worth more
Than a newly bought suit
It's worth more old and worn
If decency is inside

Perhaps you've never seen
A newly born crow
A white chick in its nest
Showing its defenselessness
But once it grows
Black plumage covers it
And it rises high
With mean arrogance
Unhappy is the hen
That the killer discovers

Don't bear it, don't endure it
If you hear foolish singing
Attack the burrow
Don't wait to put on gloves
Don't be too gallant
Rather be a listener
Don't stand out
Because boasting isn't honest
But rather show
Who is right

The singer who treasures
The ideal of equality
And fights for freedom
Anywhere and anytime
Will feel the weak begging
Hiding their opinion
And hidden in the crowd
They'll comment quietly
What a shame that he's Uruguayan
And asks for revolution!

I am a rebel, yes sir
Conscious in my rebellion
And I'm waiting for the day
When the singer transforms
The pioneer, the farmer
The sugarcane worker and the cowboy
And together seek what's ours
By right and by sweat
And make a better world
Students and teachers

Don't use alcohol
To speak your truths
Never say nonsense
Study well what you say
Don't start the argument
Rather prefer to understand it
If you're in it and going to leave it
Do it in a decent way
And if things get ugly
Endure until it's over

A singer to know
About life and things
Must read many pages
Go through the newspaper
But wanting to learn
Requires time and patience
Seasoning the conscience
Is no small feat, my friend
The one who cut the umbilical cord
Already gave independence

Don't push anyone into the fight
If you're not going to fight with them
It's easy to advise
And let the other suffer
Your eloquence will be great
And what a sad cowardice
Is to predict the day
Of imminent liberation
If they endure the electric shock
Something you couldn't do

A singer who sings salty
Will always be persecuted
His message fought
On this side and that
But don't forget, buddy
To clench your teeth tightly
Don't look at the present
Deduce what will come
And reason will sprout
From the fervor of our people

If I offended anyone with my singing
Speak to me with good intentions
You'll see my chest opens
To understand your reasons
Don't proclaim your offense
Chew that slap well
Because the man who's a trumpet
Is worse than a slug
And it's very ugly
Retreating in flip-flops

And I don't ask for apologies
For the time I sang
I'll never kneel
Because I'm not one to mince words
If I'm wrong, it's my fault
I didn't ask for anyone's opinion
Because I'm not a rabid dog
To rush against the wind
I sing because I feel
For something I was born a singer

Someone might be thinking
That I talk just to talk
That person... won't understand me
If they're not analyzing me
Or maybe they're on the other side
Because they've never worn espadrilles
They'll think, what a chatterbox!
You're boring me now...
Poor lad, your tongue is a rash
From licking feet so much

Don't soften with those
Hit hard, mate
They're not men, they're sheep!!!
No blood runs in their veins
They're there to pay and command
Even if it means killing their brother
They're the ones who deny a hand
To the fallen who need it
They always land with a horn
And the worms eat them!!!