El Arroyo Que Murmura
Guillermo Portabales Lyrics


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El arroyo que murmura y que la luna retrata,
Cuando sus rayos de plata, atraviesan la espesura.
El sinsonte de voz pura, que alegra el monte y el llano.
La palma de verde guano que al son del viento se mece,
Y que suspirar parece, ese es el punto cubano.

Escarba la codorniz al pie de los altos güines
Y cantan los tomeguines en las gavias del maiz.
Se agazapa la perdiz en el verdoso macío,
El vigilante judío por todo el potrero vuela
Y canta la gallinuela en las márgenes del río.! Ah!.





Compositor: Jorge Anckermann
Subida por: Pacoordiales

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Guillermo Portabales's song, El Arroyo Que Murmura, paint a vivid picture of a moonlit Cuban landscape. The murmuring brook, illuminated by the silver rays of the moon that penetrate the thick foliage, provides a soothing backdrop to the landscape. The pure voice of a mockingbird, the waving palm tree that seems to sigh in the breeze, and other birds such as the quail, the tody, and the gallinule, add to the harmony of the scene. The lyrics also describe the activities of different birds and animals in the surroundings. The quail is rummaging for food at the base of the tall sugar cane, while the bobwhites sing in the cornfields.


The song is evocative of a simpler, more rustic life, where nature was a constant companion, providing solace and comfort. It speaks about the beauty of nature and how it influences the lives of people living in the countryside. It is a song that reinforces the connection between humanity and nature.


Line by Line Meaning

El arroyo que murmura y que la luna retrata,
The babbling brook that the moon reflects upon,


Cuando sus rayos de plata, atraviesan la espesura.
When its silver rays pierce through the thicket.


El sinsonte de voz pura, que alegra el monte y el llano.
The pure-voiced mockingbird that brightens the mountains and plains.


La palma de verde guano que al son del viento se mece,
The palm tree with green fronds that sway to the tune of the wind,


Y que suspirar parece, ese es el punto cubano.
And seems to let out a sigh - that's the Cuban essence.


Escarba la codorniz al pie de los altos güines
The quail digs at the base of the tall trees,


Y cantan los tomeguines en las gavias del maiz.
And the tody birds sing in the cornfields.


Se agazapa la perdiz en el verdoso macío,
The partridge crouches in the lush foliage,


El vigilante judío por todo el potrero vuela
The watchful hawk soars all over the pasture,


Y canta la gallinuela en las márgenes del río.! Ah!.
And the gallinule sings on the riverbanks! Ah!




Writer(s): Jorge Anckermann

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@pintorespanol6123

Waoo magnifica melodia.. ojala alguien pueda exponer los detalles historicos de este tema y de su compositor origila. Saludos y admiracion a la gran Cuba, por sus grandes e invaluablkes aporte a la musica latina y del mundo. desde Republica Dominicana.

@sergyvolodimirov3153

Wonderful music folk and song ,the nice expression voice and orange.

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