Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ramiro Sierra, artist - El Komander. Date of issue: 20.01.2022
Song language: Spanish
Ramiro Sierra(original) |
| La nieve estaba cayendo |
| Los pinos se congelaban |
| En el risco del madroño |
| Unas armas apuntaban |
| Solo las plumas de nieve |
| Aquellas miras nublaban |
| Se oyo mugir un novillo |
| Que venía con la manada |
| Y los cascos del caballo |
| Del señor que las arreaba |
| Ramiro dejo la bestia |
| Mientras el risco rodeaba |
| El caballo era un criollito |
| Pero muy bien arrendado |
| Por eso sin su jinete |
| Supo rialar el ganado |
| Ramiro estaba orgulloso |
| De su retinto dos alvo |
| Les dijo Ramiro sierra |
| Aqui no se engaña a nadie |
| Yo solo vine a cobrarles |
| La muerte de mi compadre |
| Y a recoger el ganado |
| Que le robaron cobardes |
| Eran 600 novillos |
| También ganado lechero |
| Por eso lo codiciaban |
| Esos malditos cuatreros |
| Más no sabian que Ramiro |
| Les hiba a rajar el cuero |
| Calibre 2−23, que bonito cacareabas |
| Se confundian los quejidos |
| Con el mugir de las vacas |
| Y los ecos de la sierra |
| Esta balada grababa |
| Adios retinto dos alvo |
| Siempre seras el primero |
| Ya murio Don Pablo Chavez |
| Aquel rico ganadero |
| Ojala que haya en el cielo |
| Sigas herrando becerros |
| (translation) |
| the snow was falling |
| the pines froze |
| In the crag of the strawberry tree |
| guns pointed |
| Only the snow feathers |
| Those sights clouded |
| A steer was heard mooing |
| That he came with the pack |
| and the horse's hooves |
| Of the man who herded them |
| Ramiro left the beast |
| While the ridge surrounded |
| The horse was a Creole |
| but very well leased |
| That's why without his rider |
| He knew how to herd the cattle |
| Ramiro was proud |
| From his retinto two alvo |
| Ramiro sierra told them |
| No one is fooled here |
| I only came to charge you |
| The death of my compadre |
| And to collect the cattle |
| That cowards stole from him |
| there were 600 steers |
| Also dairy cattle |
| That's why they coveted him |
| those damn rustlers |
| More they did not know that Ramiro |
| I was going to cut their leather |
| Caliber 2−23, how beautiful you cackled |
| The moans were confused |
| With the mooing of the cows |
| And the echoes of the saw |
| This ballad recorded |
| Goodbye retinto two alvo |
| you will always be the first |
| Don Pablo Chavez is already dead |
| that rich rancher |
| I hope there is in heaven |
| keep shoeing calves |