Mercedes Sosa — Cantor del obraje song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Cantor del obraje" by Mercedes Sosa.
Lyrics
Los sábados al obraje
Solito por las picadas
El guitarrero Juan Ponce
Como sin querer llegaba
Los hacheros en la noche
Alegres porque él les canta
Se ríen de a pedacito
Igual que brasa soplada
Cuando Juan Ponce
Larga en el monte, su voz pastosa
El hacha de la luna se derrama
Hoja por hoja
Sus zambas floridas
Y sus ojos se le empañan
Cuando recuerda mujeres
Se le endulzan las distancias
Cantor pobre de los montes
Borracho en las madrugadas
La guitarra con su sombra
Lo llevan crucificado
Lyrics translation
Saturdays at the cheek
Alone by the bites
The guitarist Juan Ponce
As if inadvertently arrived
The hacks in the night
Happy because he sings to them
They laugh bit by bit
Just like blown embers
When Juan Ponce
Long in the mountain, his pasty voice
The ax of the moon spills
Sheet by sheet
Their flowering zambas
And his eyes are clouded
When you remember women
You sweeten the distances
Poor Mountain singer
Drunk at dawn
The guitar with its shadow
They have him crucified.