Lyrics of El Retorno De Los Chúntaros - El Gran Silencio

El Retorno De Los Chúntaros (original)

Prende la vela que los chuntaros del barrio regresan
Prende la vela que los chuntaros del barrio regresan
Prende la vela que los chuntaros del barrio regresan ya…
Momento, hoy escucha, para oreja, ponte trucha,
acordeones y tambores ya hacen falta los olores y sabores de la cumbia y la
polka
como locas las amacas con el viento se menean
las morritas colorean sus boquitas de colores pa besar a sus amores que retornan
las comadres en la calle sacan ya las mecedoras y se hacen acredoras
del chisme de la vecina y en la cuadra se avecina
el retorno ya esperado de los que estaban ausentes y de nuevo estan presentes.
Prende la vela que los chuntaros del barrio regresan
Prende la vela que los chuntaros del barrio regresan
Prende la vela que los chuntaros del barrio regresan ya…
Mas fuerte y regresado el Gran Silencio ha llegado
acelerado y de por lado aplastando a quien se cresca
van gritando pura yesca
como rama del mesquite pa lo seco del ojote
encendiendo la avenida con su ritmo bien padrote
de su barrio la Artillero y tambien de la Unidad Modelo
viva el Cedros Valle Verde el Gran Silencio esta conciente
donde nacen las canciones que se cantan en los camiones
y se llevan a pasear por todo Mexico, lo magico de los corazones de la gente
de su estado y he esatado diciendo y cantando en el ecenario
por cantar una aventura de la raza chichimeca
porque aca todos somos del norte
y gritamos Pura Yesca!!!

(translation)

Light the candle that the chuntaros of the neighborhood return
Light the candle that the chuntaros of the neighborhood return
Light the candle that the chuntaros of the neighborhood are coming back...
Moment, today listen, for ear, put on trout,
accordions and drums we already need the smells and flavors of cumbia and
polka
like crazy the amacas with the wind they wiggle
little girls color their mouths with colors to kiss their returning loves
the comadres in the street already take out the rocking chairs and become creditors
of the neighbor's gossip and on the block it's coming
the expected return of those who were absent and are present again.
Light the candle that the chuntaros of the neighborhood return
Light the candle that the chuntaros of the neighborhood return
Light the candle that the chuntaros of the neighborhood are coming back...
Stronger and returned the Great Silence has arrived
accelerated and side by side crushing whoever grows
they are screaming pure tinder
as a branch of the mesquite for the dry of the ojote
lighting up the avenue with his well pimp rhythm
from her neighborhood the Artilleryman and also from the Model Unit
long live the Cedros Valle Verde the Great Silence is aware
where the songs that are sung in the trucks are born
and they take a walk throughout Mexico, the magic of the hearts of the people
of your state and I have been saying and singing on stage
for singing an adventure of the chichimeca race
because here we are all from the north
and we shout Pura Yesca!!!