Señora Maria Rosa
Silva Y Villalba Lyrics
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Señora María Rosa,
Me vine madrugando,
El alba está lluviosa.
La india me ha dejado,
No volverá a la choza,
Vaya dándome un trago,
Señora María Rosa.
Nomás me fue diciendo
Que se iba a la ciudad,
Yo no le fui creyendo
Y había sido en verdad;
Maldigo yo la hora
En que la creí buena,
Acérqueme otra copa,
Quiero matar mi pena.
Pensar que ya llegaba
El día de la boda
Y qué lindo que estaba
Mi rancho allá en la loma,
Por ella yo he dejado
Mis viejos tan queridos,
Mis bueyes y mi arado,
Mi valle tan florido.
Yo la he ver mañana
Muriéndose de hastío,
Su vida destrozada
Y sin el amor mío;
La dicha es flor de un día,
Rebóseme la copa
Por estas penas mías
Señora María Rosa.
The song Señora Maria Rosa by Silva Y Villalba tells the story of a man arriving at the house of Señora Maria Rosa in the early morning after his Indigenous wife has left him. The man is feeling heartbroken and turns to alcohol to ease his pain. He curses himself for believing his wife when she said she was going to the city and feels betrayed by her.
He then thinks about their plans to get married and how he left everything behind, including his family and his farm, for her. He laments that he will see her the next day, suffering and without his love. He ends the song with the realization that happiness is fleeting and that he is overflowing with sorrow.
The lyrics of this song are poignant and filled with emotion. They tackle themes of love, loss, betrayal, and the impermanence of happiness. The song is a testament to the power of music to capture the human experience and the pain of heartbreak.
Line by Line Meaning
Por aquí voy llegando, Señora María Rosa, Me vine madrugando, El alba está lluviosa.
I am reaching here, Mrs. Maria Rosa/I came early, the dawn is rainy/and the indian has left me, never to return to the hut, so please give me a drink, Mrs. Maria Rosa.
Nomás me fue diciendo Que se iba a la ciudad, Yo no le fui creyendo Y había sido en verdad;
She just told me she was going to the city, but I didn't believe it, and it turned out to be true; I curse the hour I believed she was good, so bring me another drink, Mrs. Maria Rosa.
Pensar que ya llegaba El día de la boda Y qué lindo que estaba Mi rancho allá en la loma,
To think that the wedding day was coming, and how beautiful my ranch was up there on the hill,
Por ella yo he dejado Mis viejos tan queridos, Mis bueyes y mi arado, Mi valle tan florido.
I left behind my beloved parents, my oxen and my plow, my flowery valley all for her.
Yo la he ver mañana Muriéndose de hastío, Su vida destrozada Y sin el amor mío;
I'll see her tomorrow dying of boredom, her life in pieces, and without my love.
La dicha es flor de un día, Rebóseme la copa Por estas penas mías Señora María Rosa.
Happiness is like a flower, short-lived; my cup is overflowing with these sorrows, Mrs. Maria Rosa.
Writer(s): Efrain Orozco
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