Vicente Fernandez — El Moro de Cumpas song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Moro de Cumpas" by Vicente Fernandez.
Lyrics
El 17 de marzo
A la ciudad de aguaprieta
Vino gente de donde quiera
Vinieron a las carreras
Del relampago y el moro
Dos caballos de primera
El moro de pedro cristy
Era del pueblo de cumpas
Muy bonito y muy ligero
El relampago era un saino
Era caballo de estima
De su ama rafa y romero
Cuando paseaban al moro
Se miraba tan bonito
Que empezaron apostar
Toda la gente decia
Que aquel caballo venia
Especialmente a ganar
Cheques billetes y pesos
Le sobraban al de cumpas
El domingo en la mañana
Por la tarde las apuestas
Pasaban de cienmil pesos
En esa copa cabana
Y ahy le va hasta la laguna grande compa
Gandi y jesus valenzuela
Casaron quince mil pesos
Con el saino de romero
Decia el chino morales
Se me hace que con el moro
Nos ganan todo el dinero
Andaba trini ramirez
Tambien cheto valenzuela
Paseando ya los caballos
Dos corredores de fama
Los casadores del triunfo
Los dos eran buenos gallos
Por fin dieron la salida
El moro salio adelante
Con la intencion de ganar
Ramirez le tupe al saino
Y arriba de medio paste
Dejaba al moro pa tras
Leonardo yañes el nano
Compositor del corrido
A todos pide disculpas
Aqui se acabaron dudas
Gano el saino de agua prieta
Y perdio el moro de cumpas
Lyrics translation
On 17 March
To the city of aguaprieta
People came from wherever they wanted
They came to the races
Of the Lightning and the moor
Two first horses
The moor of pedro cristy
He was from the village of cumpas
Very nice and very light
The Lightning was a saint
He was a horse of esteem
Of his mistress rafa and Rosemary
When they walked the moor
She looked so pretty
Who started betting
All the people said
That horse was coming
Especially to win
Checks banknotes and pesos
There was plenty left over from cumpas.
Sunday morning
Afternoon betting
They passed a hundred thousand pesos
In that Cabana Cup
And ahy it goes to the Big Lagoon compa
Gandi and jesus valenzuela
They married fifteen thousand pesos
With rosemary saino
Said the Chinese morales
It makes me that with the moor
They make us all the money
Andaba Trini ramirez
Also cheto valenzuela
Walking and horses
Two runners of Fame
The winners
They were both good cocks
They finally got out.
The Moor went ahead
With the intention of winning
Ramirez Le tupe Al saino
And on top of half a paste
He left the moor behind.
Leonardo yañes the dwarf
Composer of the corrido
He apologizes to everyone
No more doubts here
I win the Sano de agua prieta
And lost the moor of cumpas