El Hermano del Trueno
Gaiteros de Pueblo Santo Lyrics
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De la tierra soy cascajo
Y el que me reta amanece
En el suelo y boca abajo
Yo soy quien lo sabe todo
La verdad hecha leyenda Y lo que quiera lo tengo
Aunque ninguno lo venda
El del Galillo sagrado Que hasta el gallo mañanero
Sale a cantar asustado
A pulso gane el respeto
De todo macho cabrío
Soy hombre de cuero duro
Que no lo acobarda el frío
Hice llorar al sinsonte Cuando me escucho cantar
De los pájaros del monte
Soy quien más sabe trinar
Yo soy hermano del trueno
El del Galillo sagrado Que hasta el gallo mañanero
Sale a cantar asustado
Ten cuida'o José Prudencio
Que más viejo es el que sabe tás como el que comió tierra
Creyendo que era casabe
Yo soy hermano del trueno...
The lyrics of Gaiteros de Pueblo Santo's "El Hermano del Trueno" paint a vivid picture of strength, resilience, and pride embedded in a traditional cultural context. The imagery of the armadillo and references to the earthy and rugged nature of the singer highlight a connection to the land and a sense of rootedness. The mention of “cascajo” suggests that the singer sees themselves as part of the very soil – strong, enduring, and unyielding. The challenge posed by others is met with a strong sense of resolve; the proclamation that those who dare to contest him will find themselves humbled speaks to a formidable personal power, deeply entwined with the natural world.
The song also celebrates knowledge and wisdom, suggesting that the singer possesses an almost mythical understanding of existence. Describing himself as “la verdad hecha leyenda,” he embodies the idea of truth taking on a larger-than-life narrative, blending fact with folklore. In this way, the singer transcends the ordinary, suggesting a depth of experience that is invaluable, drawing upon wisdom that is refused by those who “no lo venda.” The emphasis on the intrinsic value of what one possesses – in this case, knowledge and experience – elevates his identity, portraying him as a custodian of truth in a world filled with façade and deception.
In a continuation of this theme, the phrase “hermano del trueno” invokes powerful imagery associated with nature's raw force. The connotation of thunder signifies not just might, but also a tempestuous spirit linked to natural phenomena that inspire both reverence and fear. The humorous image of the “gallo mañanero” that sings in fright adds a whimsical yet poignant touch, illustrating how this fierce power can cause even the bold to retreat. Here, the singer is not just claiming strength; he is also a part of a greater narrative that encompasses the dynamics between strength, nature, and the spirit intertwined with cultural folklore.
The explicit mention of respect gained "a pulso" underscores a hard-earned recognition in the community, suggesting that it was not simply given but fought for, illustrating the singer's tenacity and fortitude. Precision in language is employed when he claims to “hacer llorar al sinsonte” – an assertion of his mastery over the art of music, reminiscent of how music can move hearts and evoke deep emotions. The concluding warning to “José Prudencio” reinforces the message about the value of experience and wisdom, implying that the singer's journey through life comes with lessons learned, sometimes the hard way. It serves as a reminder to be cautious, and perhaps, indicates that knowledge and awareness should be sources of strength rather than blind bravado. Overall, the song reflects a manifold identity shaped by nature, community, wisdom, and the art of storytelling.
Line by Line Meaning
Donde hoza el armadillo
In the wild where the armadillo burrows
De la tierra soy cascajo
From the earth, I am mere debris
Y el que me reta amanece
And anyone who challenges me finds themselves at dawn
En el suelo y boca abajo
On the ground, lying face down
Yo soy quien lo sabe todo
I am the one who knows all truths
La verdad hecha leyenda
The truth transformed into legend
Y lo que quiera lo tengo
And whatever I desire, I possess
Aunque ninguno lo venda
Even if no one is willing to sell it
Yo soy hermano del trueno
I am the brother of thunder
El del Galillo sagrado
The one of the sacred rooster
Que hasta el gallo mañanero
So much so that the morning rooster
Sale a cantar asustado
Emerges to sing, frightened
A pulso gane el respeto
With sheer will, I earned respect
De todo macho cabrío
From every strong male character
Soy hombre de cuero duro
I am a man of tough skin
Que no lo acobarda el frío
Who is not intimidated by the cold
Hice llorar al sinsonte
I made the mockingbird weep
Cuando me escucho cantar
When it heard me sing
De los pájaros del monte
About the birds of the wilderness
Soy quien más sabe trinar
I am the one who knows best how to trill
Yo soy hermano del trueno
I am the brother of thunder
El del Galillo sagrado
The one of the sacred rooster
Que hasta el gallo mañanero
So much so that the morning rooster
Sale a cantar asustado
Emerges to sing, frightened
Ten cuida'o José Prudencio
Be cautious, José Prudencio
Que más viejo es el que sabe
For the wiser one is the older one
tás como el que comió tierra
You are like one who ate soil
Creyendo que era casabe
Believing it was cassava
Yo soy hermano del trueno...
I am the brother of thunder...
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Marlon Peroza
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