José Larralde — Mi Viejo Mate Galleta song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Mi Viejo Mate Galleta" by José Larralde.
Lyrics
Mi viejo mate galleta
Que pena me dio perderte
Que mano tronchó tu suerte
Tal vez la mano del tiempo
Si hasta creí que eras eterno
Nunca imaginé tu muerte
En tu pancita verdosa
Cuantos paisajes miré
Cuantos versos hilvané
Mientras gozaba tu amargo
Cuántas veces te hice largo
Y vos sabías porqué
Cuando la yerba escaseaba
Por falta de patacones
Nunca pediste razones
Pero me diste consejos
Chupá, pero hacete viejo
Sin llegar a los talones
Y en esos negros inviernos
Cuando la escarcha blanqueaba
Tu cuerpito calentaba
Mis manos con su calor
Pa que el amigo cantor
Se prendiera a la guitarra
Y ahí nomás se hacía la farra
Vos y yo, en un mano a mano
Mate y guitarra en el claro
Mate y guitarra en la sombra
En leguas a la redonda
No hubo jagüel orejano
Ah, compañero y hermano
Que destino tan sotreta
Nunca le di a la limeta
En vos encontré la calma
En este adiós pongo el alma
Mi viejo mate galleta
Lyrics translation
My old mate cookie
What a shame it was to lose you
Which hand cut off your luck
Maybe the hand of time
If I even thought you were eternal
I never imagined your death.
On your green tummy
How many landscapes I looked at
How many verses did I spin?
While I enjoyed your bitterness
How many times did I make you long
And you knew why
When the grass was scarce
For lack of patacones
You never asked for reasons.
But you gave me advice.
Suck, but get old
Without reaching the heels
And in those black winters
When the frost bleached
Your little body was warming
My hands with their warmth
Pa that friend singer
To the guitar
And there was just the binge
You and I, in a mano a mano
Matt and guitar in the clear
Matte and guitar in Shadow
In leagues around
There was no jagüel orejano
Ah, partner and brother
What a subtle Destiny
I never hit the limeta.
In you I found calm
In this farewell I put the soul
My old mate cookie