El Mariachi
Mariachi Vargas de Tecalitlán Lyrics


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Al mariachi de mi tierra
De mi tierra tapatía
Voy a darle mi cantar
Arrullada con sus sones
Se meció la cuna mía
Y se hizo mi alma musical

Sus violines y guitarras
En las frescas madrugadas
Son un dulce despertar
Alma virgen del mariachi
Cuando escucho sus cantares
Siento ganas de llorar

El mariachi suena con alegre son
Oye, cómo alegra, canta mi canción
El mariachi suena con alegre son
Oye, cómo alegra, canta mi canción
Suena el arpa vieja (Ay, ay, ay)
Suena el guitarrón (Ay, ay, ay)
El violín se queja (Ay, ay, ay)
Lo mismo que yo (como yo)

Son sus torres catedrales
Como blancos alcatraces
Alcatraces al revés
En San Juan de Dios mi barrio
Monto en pelo y bebo en jarro
Y la tequila es mi mujer

El sombrero ancho es mi lujo
Los mariachis son mi gusto
Pa' cantarle a quien yo sé
Ay, Tepatitlán bonito
Ay, los Altos de Jalisco
De donde somos los de ley

El mariachi suena con alegre son
Oye, cómo alegra, canta mi canción
El mariachi suena con alegre son
Oye, cómo alegra, canta mi canción
Suena el arpa vieja (Ay, ay, ay)
Suena el guitarrón (Ay, ay, ay)
El violín se queja (Ay, ay, ay)




Lo mismo que yo (como yo)
Lo mismo que yo

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Mariachi Vargas de Tecalitlán's song "El Mariachi" pay tribute to the powerful impact that the mariachi music of Jalisco, Mexico has had on the singer's life. The first stanza expresses the deep emotional connection between the singer and the music of the mariachi. He credits the mariachi with shaping his musical soul, as he was cradled to sleep by their beautiful sounds. The second stanza describes the instruments that create the distinct mariachi sound, including violins, guitars, and harps. The singer describes how he feels overwhelming emotions when he hears the authentic and heartfelt music of the mariachi.


The chorus of the song reinforces the joyful and uplifting nature of the mariachi sound, and how it moves people to sing and dance. The third stanza describes the landmarks and customs of the singer's hometown of Tepatitlán de Morelos in the Altos de Jalisco region, where the mariachi music thrives. The final lines of the chorus emphasize the connection and similarity between the singer, his listeners, and the mariachi music. Just like the mariachi instruments weeping in their music, the singer's soul is touched and moved by the music.


Line by Line Meaning

Al mariachi de mi tierra
I offer my song to the mariachi from my homeland


De mi tierra tapatía
Specifically, from my hometown of Guadalajara


Voy a darle mi cantar
I will give them my singing


Arrullada con sus sones
Lulled by their melodic tunes


Se meció la cuna mía
My cradle was rocked by their music


Y se hizo mi alma musical
And my soul became musical


Sus violines y guitarras
Their violins and guitars


En las frescas madrugadas
In the cool early mornings


Son un dulce despertar
Are a pleasant awakening


Alma virgen del mariachi
Innocent soul of the mariachi


Cuando escucho sus cantares
When I hear their songs


Siento ganas de llorar
I feel the urge to cry


El mariachi suena con alegre son
The mariachi plays with joyful sound


Oye, cómo alegra, canta mi canción
Listen how it cheers, singing my song


Suena el arpa vieja (Ay, ay, ay)
The old harp sounds (Ay, ay, ay)


Suena el guitarrón (Ay, ay, ay)
The guitarrón sounds (Ay, ay, ay)


El violín se queja (Ay, ay, ay)
The violin laments (Ay, ay, ay)


Lo mismo que yo (como yo)
Just like me


Son sus torres catedrales
Their towers are like cathedrals


Como blancos alcatraces
Like white water lilies


Alcatraces al revés
Upside down water lilies


En San Juan de Dios mi barrio
In my neighborhood of San Juan de Dios


Monto en pelo y bebo en jarro
I ride bareback and drink from a jar


Y la tequila es mi mujer
And tequila is my woman


El sombrero ancho es mi lujo
The wide brimmed hat is my luxury


Los mariachis son mi gusto
The mariachis are my pleasure


Pa' cantarle a quien yo sé
To sing to someone special


Ay, Tepatitlán bonito
Oh beautiful Tepatitlán


Ay, los Altos de Jalisco
Oh the highlands of Jalisco


De donde somos los de ley
Where we are considered the best


Lo mismo que yo
Just like me




Writer(s): Pepe Guizar

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yohondavi64

me siento en el bajio verdad de dios alla en los reyes mich.. con unas lindas gueritas de sacapu..dela piedad

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