Debajo De La Morera
Abel Pintos Lyrics
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Refugio de los paisanos
Descanso del caminante
Ombu de los tucumanos.
Al ver tu estampa bizarra
Acuden a mi memoria
El gaucho con su guitarra
Dehajo de la morera
Bailaremos esta zamba
Pasaria la vida entera
Bailando con todo el alma
Pasaría la vida entera
Debajo de la morera.
Humilde es tu fruta Mora
Que a golpes voltean los changos
Y caen como lagrimones
Cual si estuvieran llorando.
Dehajo de la morera.
Bailaremos esta zamba
Pasaria la vida entera
Bailando con todo el alma
Pasaria la vida entera
Debajo de la morera.
The song "Debajo De La Morera" by Abel Pintos is an ode to a special place in the Argentine countryside. The first verse describes it as a "piece of heaven on earth" and a refuge for the local people as well as a resting place for travelers. The following lines pay homage to the gaucho, the traditional Argentine cowboy, and his guitar, which contains a piece of history itself. The second verse praises the fruit of the morera tree, which is humble but beloved by the locals, and recounts how the fruit falls heavily and tears-like.
The chorus of the song revolves around the idea of dancing the zamba, a traditional Argentine dance, under the shade of the morera tree. The singer imagines spending his entire life dancing with all his heart under the tree, which seems to represent a powerful and peaceful connection to nature and tradition. The overall mood of the song is one of nostalgia and admiration, as the singer celebrates the beauty and simplicity of this special place and its people.
Line by Line Meaning
Pedazo e' cielo en la tierra
This place is like a piece of heaven on earth
Refugio de los paisanos
It's a safe haven for the countrymen
Descanso del caminante
It's a resting place for the traveler
Ombu de los tucumanos
It's a landmark for the people of Tucuman
Al ver tu estampa bizarra
When I see your strange appearance
Acuden a mi memoria
It brings memories back to me
El gaucho con su guitarra
A gaucho with his guitar
Que es un pedazo de historia
Who is a piece of history
Debajo de la morera
Underneath the mulberry tree
Bailaremos esta zamba
We'll dance this zamba
Pasaria la vida entera
I could spend my whole life
Bailando con todo el alma
Dancing with all my soul
Pasaría la vida entera
I could spend my whole life
Debajo de la morera
Underneath the mulberry tree
Humilde es tu fruta Mora
Your humble blackberry fruit
Que a golpes voltean los changos
That monkeys knock down with blows
Y caen como lagrimones
And they fall like tears
Cual si estuvieran llorando.
As if they were crying.
Contributed by Carter C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.