Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Venezuela Habla Cantando, artist - Simón Díaz. Album song Simón Díaz Recuerda y Canta, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 13.03.2020
Record label: Calidos Producciones Artísticas
Song language: Spanish
Venezuela Habla Cantando(original) |
Por los caminos de Aragua |
y a las cuatro de la mañana |
se oye una punta 'e ganao |
que viene desde la sabana. |
El puntero encapotao |
cantando la va llevando, |
porque hasta el buey |
se lo entiende |
si se lo dice cantando. |
Se oye cantar un gallito |
en el corral de la vecina |
y ya saben los que duermen |
que la aurora se aproxima. |
El chorrito de la pila |
goteando está joropeando, |
¡Qué bonito que en mi tierra, |
se amanece ya cantando! |
La lavandera en el río |
y el jardinero regando, |
el albañil en su andamio, |
todos cantan trabajando. |
Los muchachos de mi pueblo |
todo el día andan silbando, |
ya por el mundo se dice: |
Venezuela habla cantando. |
El que nace en Venezuela |
ya lo vamos preparando |
al decir venezolano |
ya lo dice uno cantando. |
El secreto, compañero, |
es algo muy personal: |
que arrullamos a los niños |
con el Himno Nacional. |
(translation) |
Along the roads of Aragua |
and at four in the morning |
you hear a tip 'and win |
that comes from the savannah. |
The hooded pointer |
singing it goes carrying, |
because even the ox |
it is understood |
if he says it while singing. |
You hear a rooster sing |
in the neighbor's corral |
and those who sleep already know |
that the dawn is approaching. |
The trickle of the stack |
dripping is jojopeando, |
How nice that in my land, |
it dawns already singing! |
The washerwoman in the river |
and the gardener watering, |
the bricklayer on his scaffolding, |
everyone sings working. |
The boys of my town |
all day they go whistling, |
already around the world it is said: |
Venezuela speaks singing. |
He who is born in Venezuela |
we are already preparing it |
when saying Venezuelan |
one already says it singing. |
The secret, mate, |
it is something very personal: |
that we lull the children |
with the National Anthem. |