“Latingrass” (2017) lyrics

María

María, María del agua, María del cielo, que linda María
María, María divina, que suerte que tuve, tenerte en mi vida

Llámalo al leñero, dile que traiga leña
Que quiero quemar la pena que hiere mi corazón

María, maldita mi suerte, que te llame la muerte, que te vayas así
María, María mi vida, de noche y de día, solo pienso en ti

Llámalo al leñero, dile que traiga leña
Que quiero quemar la pena que hiere mi corazón

Red Rocking Chair

* Esto es una traducción cultural de la canción tradicional de los Montes Apalaches al castellano andino del noroeste argentino. This is a cultural translation of the traditional Appalachian song into the Andean Spanish of northwestern Argentina.

Te llevé a descansar. Te llevé a descansar en la sombra de un nogal.
Fue todo lo que te pude dar; amor puro y un cálido hogar.

Para que lamentar, Para que lamentar un amor que se va.
Me acompaño con la soledad. Ya tu hamaca en el árbol no está.

Cornfed Bluegrass Man

Well, I make me a trip each and every single year
though quite a many tell me I’m insane
I pitch a tent before it’s dark along the fence at old Felt’s Park
knee deep in mud or in the sun or in the rain

From far and wide friends gather ‘round
pickin’ grinnin’ ‘neath the Galax moon
It’s a run-a-muck scene. No it’ ain’t pristine
But it always seems to end too soon

Hey, Lordy Lordy. I’m a cornfed bluegrass man
I’m a hobo skunk in a pickup truck with a corndog in my hand
Lord, yes I am

Well, ole Mary Edna does some might fine cookin’
choppin’ stirrin’ yes the whole day through
All us pickers wind up crusty, but she helps to fill our tummies
with a heapin’ bowl of homemade stew

We descend upon her kitchen like a flock of hungry chickens
gobble gobble for that world class soup
It helps release the midnight juices in us seasoned bluegrass moose-s
wakes us up before we fly the coup.

Hey, Lordy Lordy. I’m a cornfed bluegrass man
I’m a hobo skunk in a pickup truck with a corndog in my hand
Lord, yes I am

This ole stage is fine and dandy, yellow tent so big and sandy
But I’d rather be out in the lanes
Skippy trip-y where it’s muddy with my good ole bluegrass buddies
‘fore the ribbons make it less about the playin’

Community is so essential in a flock of feral fiddles
banjo badgers, monkey mandolins
Out amongst the bullfrog basses, grizzly guitars, dobro snakes
You gotta work to unify your friends, until the end

Hey, Lordy Lordy. I’m a cornfed bluegrass man
I’m a hobo skunk in a pickup truck with a corndog in my hand
Lord, yes I am

Bubblin’ Up

There’s an old forgotten melody
swallowed up by years gone by
dimly flickerin’ still deep in my chest
Bet I’ll catch it if I try

Feel that rhythm stir, go bubblin’ up
gently tingle in my skin
It’s a sound to soothe my weary soul
and to make me whole again

Rush of rainbow winds come whisk me up
for to soar above life’s woe
where I’ll glimpse the joy which so eludes
this tired old world below

There’s a dark cloud hangin’ over me
It’s so dense I cain’t hardly see
Would you swim dear through the darkest night
to keep me company?

I’m an old fool, childlike in your arms
when you hold me tenderly
As we waltz ‘round by the fireside light
I hear a faint melody, comes back to me

Love is such a simple melody
when the heart sets fear aside
Come along, my friends, it’s bubblin’ up
Take a leap and jump inside

Prisionero

La picazón ardiente de un corazón gastado
coquetea con la maldad, se niega del pasado
nos arrastra al sufrir

Igual yo le hago frente con un violín hachero
mi arma, mi aliento, querido compañero
que derrumba tiranía

Prisionero de tu frío corazón, vidaí
Ando libre por la sierra de alto monte, vaí
Naides me diga donde tengo que parar

Los dueños de este mundo, bichitos caprichosos
Acechan como lobros, se aprovechan de nosotros
por su codicia del poder

Es triste su camino con alma desquiciada
Cae sobre su propia espada, termina en la nada
enajenados de la verdad

Prisionero de tu frío corazón, vidaí
Ando libre por la sierra de alto monte, vaí
Naides me diga donde tengo que parar

The Wall

Come friends, come friends. Come gather ‘round
For to sing, oh sing we joyfully!
Let us sing about a better world
Where different paths have been unfurled
Of a land where freedom rings.

From way up high on a mountain side
one can see the wide world over
From way up there it’s plain to see
Regardless of one’s race or creed
In our hearts we’re all the same.

Come sisters, brothers gather near.
We’ve come to share our worries
We fear what some folks have been saying
about Latin Americans
the truth’s been misconstrued

There’s all kinds of talk ‘bout building a wall
down along the Southern border.
‘bout building a wall between me and you
Lord, and if such nonsense should come true
then, we’ll have to knock it down.

‘Cause that idea won’t fly so high
as a wingless bird in a rock hard sky
So, no siree, we won’t comply
we’ll going to stand our ground

To love thy neighbor as thyself
is a righteous law to live by
But leaders sing a different song
they break us up so they stay strong
and ignorantly we’re strung along
until we meet our doom

Yes, our leaders are so ripe with sin
they feed us chants to rope us in
but ‘fore to long we’ll find, my friends
we’re penned against The Wall.

Come friends, come friends. Come gather ‘round
For to sing, oh sing we joyfully!
Let us sing about a better world
Where different paths will soon unfurl
where no man’s blood shall stain the soil
Yes a land where freedom rings