This is the crazy jarabe composed by Lucifer This is the crazy jarabe. I composed it in Veracruz and it is played already in La Habana since the times of Castro Ruz. I make a lot of noise I am noisy like a very fierce river This is the crazy dance that resurrects the dead They come out of their graves shaking their little heads I loved you completely I adored you with everything Little birds fly, and fly observing If rocks are hard you are like a diamond which my love has not managed to soften When I try to please you, you ignore me Then you say that my love is foolish This is the crazy jarabe that I composed one morning This is the crazy jarabe. 2) The Crazy Jarabe Dance To sing the jarabe, that’s what I’m ready for My brother who passed was good for saying the Rosary He really was saintly Not mischievous like me Harvest of limes branch of laurel How do you want me to come see you? If I have to go on guard I’m going to the barracks With my white chaps which I’m going to sell because I don’t have enough money Not even for food If they’re the bargain ones they’re made of old leather Every way you look at me you see old skin. Mi amor ablandarte Si te hago un cariño, me haces un desprecio Luego vas diciendo que mi amor es necio. Este es el jarabe loco Que compuse una mañana Que compuse una mañana Este es el jarabe loco Que compuse una mañana Lo compuse en Veracruz Y ya se toca en la Habana Y ya se toca en la Habana Desde que esta Castro Ruz Lo compuse en Veracruz Este es el jarabe loco que a los muertos resucita Salen de la sepultura meneando la cabecita Te quise rendido, te adoré constante Vuelen pajarillos, vuelen vigilantes Si la piedra es dura tú eres un diamante, Donde no ha podido Son de cuero viejo Yo por donde quiera se me ve el pellejo Si salgo a bailar hago mucho ruido Ya parezco río de esos muy crecidos. Este es el jarabe loco que compuso Lucifer Que compuso Lucifer Este es el jarabe loco que compuso Lucifer Cogollo de lima, rama de laurel Cómo quieres china que te vaya a ver Si salgo de guardia, voy para el cuartel Mis zapatos blancos los voy a vender Porque ya no tengo ni para comer Si son los de encima Ése sí era santulario, no pícaro como yo. Para rezar el rosario, mi hermano el que se murió. Para cantar el jarabe, para eso me pinto yo. Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays Once I said I wanted you and your mother knew about it it was because I told her that I would marry you I’m walking not because I want you Nor so you love me I go on and on because it’s my addiction I do it for the pleasure of it Sing, sing my friends Don’t get jealous of me I’m just pure image Shadow that likes to walk When the carnival arrives I eat nothing I sustain myself from the copla I fall asleep with the Tonada (song) Ay, the algarrobo leaf Ground in the mill goes up to my head Like it was a hat Sing, sing my friends Don’t get jealous of me I’m just pure image Shadow that likes to walk 1) Chacarera Santiagueña Up there in the trees Some birds were singing Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays Canten,canten compañeros De que me andan recelando? Yo no soy mas que apariencia sombra que anda caminando. Se me sube a la cabeza como si fuera sombrero. Ay hojita de algarrobo molidita en el mortero. Cuando llega el carnaval, no almuerzo ni como nada, me mantengo con la copla, me duermo con la tonada. De que me andan recelando? Yo no soy mas que apariencia, sombra que anda caminando. Ando por andar de vicio Ando por andar nomás. Fue porque yo le dijí, que te casaras con yo. Lunes Martes y Miércoles Jueves, Viernes y Sábado. Arriba de unos árboles cantaban unos pájaros. This is dedicated to Chango Farías Gómez, thegreat musician, singer, interpreter and arranger who passed in Aug. According to legend originating in the remote province of Santiago del Estero, now played in all Argentina & beyond. Argentine Chacarera is a passionate song & dance form from the countryside. Chacarera, our version starts in space, quickly earths, gets rockin with hints of klezmer, has a mellow interlude of violin clarinet conversation, then rocks out. Lyrics:Chango Farías Gómez Guitar, clarinet, violin & voices. Semillas de inmensidad/Seeds of immensity “por las coplas que mordemos - semillas de inmensidad” “And these songs that we eat – seeds of immensity” –Atahualpa Yupanqui 1)Chacarera SantiagueñaĪrgentina.
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