El Pescador de Amores
Gaiteros de Pueblo Santo Lyrics


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El supuesto muerto que se levantó a remar, se llamaba Juan
Miguel Pérez Pérez, pero le decían Juancho Miguelito por su 1,55 de estatura.
Y aunque era casi enano, en Pueblo Santo, viejos y chicos lo admiraban por
haber llevado a cabo una de las hazañas más comentada y recordadas entre

pescadores y areneros del caribe. La misma admiración que un año después se
vio opacada por su tauromaquico infortunio. Juan había remado en su canoa y
contra la corriente, dos meses seguidos, desde Bocas de león hasta Pinillo,
descansando en Magangué para que la hichazón de los deltoides bajara por los
abusos del remo y los estragos del sol; de Pinillo pasando por Santa Lucia y
Bermudez hasta Ayapel, donde durmió tendido en la orilla tres días seguidos,
para luego continuar remando sobre el Muchajagua hasta Pueblo Santo. Solo,




por la curiosidad de buscarse así mismo, solo, por la brújula de una locura
inevitable que pa Juancho Miguelito tenía un nombre: AMOR.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "El Pescador de Amores" detail the journey of a character named Juancho Miguelito, whose seemingly inconspicuous stature belies his formidable spirit and ambition. Standing at just 1.55 meters, he is almost an outcast in a world that often values physical prowess. Despite his diminutive size, Juancho is a figure of admiration among the people of Pueblo Santo, a village embraced by the Caribbean. The community's reverence for him stems not from his physicality, but from his remarkable determination and perseverance in undertaking an enormous challenge. His sailing expedition across various locations, against the currents, illustrates his hunger for self-discovery and adventure. This admiration contrasts sharply with the fate that awaits him a year later, hinting at the impermanence of glory and the fragility of life.


Juancho Miguelito's journey is marked by both physical and emotional trials; the song captures his tenacity in navigating the waters that connect Bocas de León to Pueblo Santo. He stops frequently at various places like Magangué and Ayapel, highlighting his resilience in enduring the harsh conditions of the sun and the rigors of paddling. These pauses for rest are not simply breaks; they emphasize Juancho's humanity, as the listener can empathize with his need to recuperate, both physically and mentally. His narrative reflects a broader metaphor about the journey one undertakes in search of love and identity. Through his arduous trek, Juancho undergoes a transformative experience, symbolizing the universal quest to find oneself, even if that journey is fraught with challenges.


The repeated reference to Juancho as "el supuesto muerto que se levantó a remar" adds an interesting dimension to the narrative—implying a kind of rebirth or resurrection. This notion of the 'undead' who persists despite adversity symbolizes the indomitable spirit associated with love, suggesting that true passion and pursuit can ignite life even in the face of despair. His title as a 'pescador de amores' transcends the literal fishing of the sea to encompass the capturing of affection and connection. The waters that Juancho traverses might represent the unpredictable nature of love itself—sometimes turbulent, often lonely but ultimately rewarding. His odyssey is not merely a tale of fishing or a physical journey but an exploration into love's depths and the internal conflicts that accompany it.


In conclusion, Juancho Miguelito's story is emblematic of a broader commentary on perseverance, identity, and love. The lyrics reflect the themes of admiration and the duality of human experience—the triumphs that people achieve against overwhelming odds and the despair that often follows. As the community’s admiration fades in the wake of Juan’s 'tauromaquico infortunio'—hinting at a tragedy or misadventure—there is an underlying recognition that life continues to ebb and flow, just like the tides he paddled through. His journey, sparked by a quest for love, signifies a larger narrative of resilience, encapsulating the essence of being human—where realities of joy and sorrow intermingle as one seeks connection amidst life’s chaotic waters.


Line by Line Meaning

El supuesto muerto que se levantó a remar, se llamaba Juan
The seemingly lifeless man who rose to row was named Juan.


Miguel Pérez Pérez, pero le decían Juancho Miguelito por su 1,55 de estatura.
His full name was Miguel Pérez Pérez, yet he was affectionately called Juancho Miguelito due to his petite height of 1.55 meters.


Y aunque era casi enano, en Pueblo Santo, viejos y chicos lo admiraban por
And even though he was almost dwarf-sized, in Pueblo Santo, both the old and the young held him in high esteem for


haber llevado a cabo una de las hazañas más comentada y recordadas entre
having accomplished one of the most talked-about and memorable feats among


pescadores y areneros del caribe.
fishermen and sand gatherers of the Caribbean.


La misma admiración que un año después se vio opacada por su tauromaquico infortunio.
The same admiration that, a year later, was overshadowed by his unfortunate incident related to bullfighting.


Juan había remado en su canoa y contra la corriente, dos meses seguidos, desde Bocas de león hasta Pinillo,
Juan had rowed in his canoe, battling against the current for two consecutive months, from Bocas de León to Pinillo,


descansando en Magangué para que la hichazón de los deltoides bajara por los abusos del remo y los estragos del sol;
taking breaks in Magangué to allow the swelling in his deltoids to subside from the exertions of rowing and the ravages of the sun;


de Pinillo pasando por Santa Lucia y Bermudez hasta Ayapel, donde durmió tendido en la orilla tres días seguidos,
from Pinillo, passing through Santa Lucia and Bermudez, reaching Ayapel, where he lay on the shore for three straight days,


para luego continuar remando sobre el Muchajagua hasta Pueblo Santo.
only to resume rowing on the Muchajagua River until he reached Pueblo Santo.


Solo, por la curiosidad de buscarse así mismo,
Alone, driven by the curiosity to discover himself,


solo, por la brújula de una locura inevitable que pa Juancho Miguelito tenía un nombre: AMOR.
alone, guided by the compass of an unavoidable madness which for Juancho Miguelito had a name: LOVE.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Marlon Peroza

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