Lyrics of Guerrero Es - Joan Sebastian

Guerrero Es (original)

Ahi le va… Desde mi tierra que es tierra de bailadores
De alla les traigo esto para que se desentuman
Me preguntaron de la tierra en que nací
Soy de Guerrero con orgullo respondí
Se oyó un «¡Que miedo ese ha de ser matón!»
Por lo que supe que hay una equivocación
Guerrero es un beso de la sierra con el mar
Cantar de un zenzontle y rugido de un jaguar
Es una guitarra entonando una chilena
Y es una morena zapateando sin igual
Es Guerrero un campesino que trabaja
Por su tierra su familia y no se raja
Es un niño y con un sueño va a la escuela
Es bandera tricolor que ondea en Iguala
Es un paraiso si quieres vacacionar
Es luna de miel es un nidito para amar
La mejor ventana para mirar las estrellas
Y tiene en sus playas mil bellezas sin igual
Es novela magistral de Altamirano
Y aquel Bravo Nicolas es mi paisano
Y aunque ha sido y será gran insurgente
Guerrero también es paz para su gente
Esa es mi tierra… y que bailen los caballos compa
Me preguntaron de la tierra en que nací
Soy de Juliantla con orgullo respondí
Se oyo un «¡Que miedo ese ha de ser matón!»
Por lo que se hizo necesaria esta canción
Guerrero es cajita pintada en Olinalá
Es luna de plata que colgada en Taxco está
Valiente vaquero capoteando un toro bravo
Todavia no acabo siga escuchando y sabrá
Ahi Cuauhtemoc tiene su eterna morada
En mi tierra la madre más abnegada
Es un niño y con un sueño va a la escuela
Es bandera tricolor que ondea en Iguala
Es un paraiso si quieres vacacionar
Es luna de miel es un nidito para amar
La mejor ventana para mirar las estrellas
Y tiene en sus playas mil bellezas sin igual
Es novela magistral de Altamirano
Y aquel Bravo Nicolas es mi paisano
Y aunque ha sido y será gran insurgente
Guerrero también es paz para su gente
Y no hay que confundir el pas, pas, pas con la paz…
Tranquilos y nos amanecemos
(Gracias a Carlos por esta letra)

(translation)

There you go… From my land, which is the land of dancers
From there I bring you this so that you get rid of
They asked me about the land where I was born
I am from Guerrero, I proudly answered
They heard a "How scary that must be a thug!"
From what I knew there is a mistake
Guerrero is a kiss between the mountains and the sea
Singing of a zenzontle and roar of a jaguar
It's a guitar singing a Chilean
And she is a brunette stomping without equal
A warrior is a peasant who works
For his land of him his family of him and he does not split
He is a boy and with a dream he goes to school
It is the tricolor flag that flies in Iguala
It is a paradise if you want to vacation
It's a honeymoon, it's a little nest to love
The best window to gaze at the stars
And it has a thousand unparalleled beauties on its beaches
It is a masterful novel by Altamirano
And that Bravo Nicolas is my countryman
And although he has been and will be a great insurgent
Guerrero is also peace for his people
That is my land… and let the horses dance compa
They asked me about the land where I was born
I am from Juliantla I proudly answered
I heard a "How scary that must be a thug!"
For what was necessary this song
Guerrero is a painted box in Olinalá
It is a silver moon that is hanging in Taxco
Brave cowboy capotendo a brave bull
I'm not done yet keep listening and you'll know
There Cuauhtemoc has his eternal abode
In my land the most devoted mother
He is a boy and with a dream he goes to school
It is the tricolor flag that flies in Iguala
It is a paradise if you want to vacation
It's a honeymoon, it's a little nest to love
The best window to gaze at the stars
And it has a thousand unparalleled beauties on its beaches
It is a masterful novel by Altamirano
And that Bravo Nicolas is my countryman
And although he has been and will be a great insurgent
Guerrero is also peace for his people
And do not confuse the pas, pas, pas with peace...
Calm down and we wake up
(Thanks to Carlos for these lyrics)