El Velador
Cri-Cri Lyrics


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Soy el velador
vecino de los que duermen
siempre a su alderedor
manque no puedan verme.

Pero me oirán silbar
allá en la lejanía
y mi chiflido da
triste melancolía.

Yo me crié en una mina
sin salir a la luz del sol
a tinieblas impuesto
me volví velador.

Soy el velador
Marcial Valentín Machorro
al que le dicen el Lión
porque jamás le corro.

Como había de juir
si mi valor me ordena
corretiar al ladrón
y hasta un fantasma en pena.

Hijo de una lechuza
nieto de tecolote soy
con razón me dispierto
onde quiera que estoy.

Ya serán las tres
furioso un perro ladra




con el permiso de asté
me voy pa'la otra cuadra.

Overall Meaning

In Cri-Cri's song "El Velador," the singer introduces himself as a night guard who watches over those who sleep, even if they cannot see him. Despite his invisibility, he notes that he can be heard whistling in the distance, and his sad melody evokes a sense of melancholy. The singer goes on to describe his upbringing in a mine and his eventual role as a night guard, tasked with chasing away thieves and even ghosts. He is known as Marcial Valentín Machorro, also called "El León," due to his fearlessness and loyalty to his duties. The singer ends the song by hearing a dog barking in the distance, prompting him to move on to the next block to continue his watch.


Line by Line Meaning

Soy el velador
I am the night watchman


vecino de los que duermen
neighbor of those who sleep


siempre a su alderedor
always around them


manque no puedan verme.
even if they cannot see me


Pero me oirán silbar
But they will hear me whistle


allá en la lejanía
far in the distance


y mi chiflido da
and my whistle gives


triste melancolía.
a sad melancholy.


Yo me crié en una mina
I was raised in a mine


sin salir a la luz del sol
without ever seeing the sunlight


a tinieblas impuesto
condemned to darkness


me volví velador.
I became a night watchman.


Soy el velador
I am the night watchman


Marcial Valentín Machorro
My name is Marcial Valentín Machorro


al que le dicen el Lión
also known as The Lion


porque jamás le corro.
because I never run away.


Como había de juir
How could I run away


si mi valor me ordena
if my courage commands me


corretiar al ladrón
to chase away the thief


y hasta un fantasma en pena.
even a grieving ghost.


Hijo de una lechuza
Son of an owl


nieto de tecolote soy
grandson of a burrowing owl


con razón me dispierto
no wonder I wake up


onde quiera que estoy.
wherever I am.


Ya serán las tres
It's already three


furioso un perro ladra
a dog barks furiously


con el permiso de asté
with your permission


me voy pa'la otra cuadra.
I'm off to the next block.




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