Alforja campesina
Carlos Mejía Godoy Lyrics


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Alforja campesina pinolera,
sos el mero escapulario de mi tierra,
cuando vienes del pueblo bien cargada
te pareces a una indita embarazada.

Alforja campesina proletaria,
olorosa a trigo nuevo y a quebrada,
y te quiero por ser hija de mi brazo
y hermanita menor del calabazo.

Dicen que en el Chilamate
Juan Camenate murió,
los pocoyos siempre cantan
donde el campisto cayó.

Ya viene la fiesta de agosto,
ya los chinamos ya están en pie,
ennavaja el gallo giro
que a don Casimiro le merqué.

Alforja campesina pinolera,
sos el mero escapulario de mi tierra,
cuando vienes del pueblo bien cargada
te pareces a una indita embarazada.

Alforja campesina proletaria,
olorosa a trigo nuevo y a quebrada,
y te quiero por ser hija de mi brazo
y hermanita menor del calabazo.

Novia mía, en este broche
un regalo para vos,
una flor de Sacunjoche
que corté en la cuesta del Coyol.

Yo te ofrezco en esta ronda
mi inflamado corazón,
que es una cosa redonda
cargadita de ilusión.





Alforja campesina pinole e ra.

Overall Meaning

The song "Alforja Campesina" by Carlos Mejía Godoy is a tribute to the life and work of Nicaraguan peasants. The first two verses evoke an image of a peasant walking with a large, heavy bag, called an "alforja," on her back. The singer calls this bag the "escapulario" (a religious garment worn by devout Catholics) of the land, emphasizing its importance and symbolism as a necessary item for a peasant's daily chores. The singer goes on to say that the bag reminds him of a pregnant indigenous woman, which is a nod to the deep ancestral history of indigenous peoples in Nicaragua.


In the third verse, the singer shifts to describing the bag as "proletarian," suggesting that it is a tool of labor used by working-class people. He describes the bag as smelling of freshly harvested wheat and the mountains. The singer says that he loves the bag because it was made by his own hands, and its existence represents the labor of his people. The fourth verse is a reference to the death of Juan Camenate, a legendary peasant leader, at the hands of the ruling class. The final verse is a series of simple, romantic gestures between two rural lovers.


Line by Line Meaning

Alforja campesina pinolera,
Oh, rural pouch filled with the staple food of Nicaragua, you are the true talisman of my land.


sos el mero escapulario de mi tierra,
You are the embodiment of my country's spirit and culture.


cuando vienes del pueblo bien cargada
When you return from town loaded with goods,


te pareces a una indita embarazada.
you resemble a pregnant indigenous woman.


Alforja campesina proletaria,
Oh, working-class rural pouch,


olorosa a trigo nuevo y a quebrada,
infused with the scent of freshly harvested wheat and the earthy aroma of ravines,


y te quiero por ser hija de mi brazo
I love you for being my trusty companion,


y hermanita menor del calabazo.
my little sibling of the pumpkin patch.


Dicen que en el Chilamate
They say that in Chilamate,


Juan Camenate murió,
Juan Camenate died,


los pocoyos siempre cantan
the pocoyos always sing


donde el campisto cayó.
where the farmer fell.


Ya viene la fiesta de agosto,
The August celebration is coming,


ya los chinamos ya están en pie,
the vendors' stalls are already up,


ennavaja el gallo giro
Sharpen the fighting rooster,


que a don Casimiro le merqué.
which I bought from Don Casimiro.


Novia mía, en este broche
My beloved, on this brooch


un regalo para vos,
a gift for you


una flor de Sacunjoche
a plumeria flower


que corté en la cuesta del Coyol.
which I picked on the Coyol hillside.


Yo te ofrezco en esta ronda
I offer my heart to you in this gathering,


mi inflamado corazón,
my burning heart


que es una cosa redonda
which is a round thing


cargadita de ilusión.
filled with hope and aspiration.


Alforja campesina pinole e ra.
Oh, rural pouch filled with ground maize and sugar,




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