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This is a very well-known song in the “son jarocho” style, often accompanied by the folk dance called “zapateado.” The melody of the verses is often improvised. (source)
Lyrics - Spanish
(Folk song from Mexico)
1. Estaba la guacamaya parada en un platanal,
Parada en un platanal estaba la guacamaya.
Estaba la guacamaya parada en un platanal,
Parada en un platanal estaba la guacamaya.
2. Sacudiéndose las alas para empezar a volar,
Estaba la guacamaya parada en un platanal.
Sacudiéndose las alas para empezar a volar,
Estaba la guacamaya parada en un platanal.
Refrain
Vuela, vuela, vuela,
Vuela te lo pido,
Ven y pinta de colores
mi cielo descolorido.
(repeat)
3. Pobrecita guacamaya, ¡ay! Qué lástima me da.
¡Ay! Qué lástima me da, pobrecita guacamaya.
Pobrecita guacamaya, ¡ay! Qué lástima me da,
¡Ay! Qué lástima me da, pobrecita guacamaya.
4. Se acabaron las pitayas, ¿Y ahora sí que comerá?
¿Y ahora sí que comerá? Se acabaron las pitayas.
Se acabaron las pitayas, ¿Y ahora sí que comerá?
¿Y ahora sí que comerá? Se acabaron las pitayas.
Refrain
5. La guacamaya se va, se acabó su temporada,
Se acabó su temporada, la guacamaya se va.
La guacamaya se va, se acabó su temporada,
Se acabó su temporada, la guacamaya se va.
6. Pero pronto volverá con sus pluma coloradas,
Con sus pluma coloradas que le van saliendo ya.
Pero pronto volverá con sus pluma coloradas,
Con sus pluma coloradas que le van saliendo ya.
Refrain
English Translation - The Macaw
1. The macaw was perched in a banana grove,
Perched in a banana grove was the macaw.
The macaw was perched in a banana grove,
Perched in a banana grove was the macaw.
2. Shaking out her wings, ready to take flight,
The macaw was perched in a banana grove.
Shaking out her wings, ready to take flight,
The macaw was perched in a banana grove.
Refrain
Fly, fly, fly,
Fly, I beg of you;
Come and paint with colors
My faded, colorless sky.
(repeat)
3. Poor little macaw—oh! What pity I feel.
Oh! What pity I feel for the poor little macaw.
Poor little macaw—oh! What pity I feel,
Oh! What pity I feel for the poor little macaw.
4. The pitayas are all gone—so what will she eat now?
So what will she eat now? The pitayas are all gone.
The pitayas are all gone—so what will she eat now?
So what will she eat now? The pitayas are all gone.
Refrain
5. The macaw is leaving; her season has come to an end,
Her season has come to an end; the macaw is leaving.
The macaw is leaving; her season has come to an end,
Her season has come to an end; the macaw is leaving.
6. But soon she will return with her crimson feathers,
With her crimson feathers that are already beginning to grow in.
But soon she will return with her crimson feathers,
With her crimson feathers that are already beginning to grow in.
Refrain
See also
- Country: Mexico
- Subject: birds
- Meter: 6/8
- Lesson ideas
YouTube
- PDF of song with chords
- MIDI file
- Listen to the melody
