Lyrics Linda Ronstadt – Rogaciano El Huapanguero
Text:
Spanish:
La huasteca esta de luto
Se murio su huapanguero
Ya no se oye aquel falsete
Rogaciano se llamaba
Rogaciano el huapanguero
Y eran sones de la sierra
Las canciones del trovero
La Azucena y la Cecilia
Lloran, lloran sin consuelo
Malaguena Salerosa
Ya se fue su pregonero
El canal esta en su punto
Hoy comienza la molienda
El trapiche esta de duelo
Y suspira en cada vuelta
Por los verdes cafetales
Mas alla de aquel potrero
Hay quien dice que de noche
Se aparece el huapanguero
La Azucena y la Cecilia
Lloran, lloran sin consuelo
Malaguena Salerosa
Ya se fue su huapanguero
English translation: Rogatian The Huapanguero
La huasteca is in mourning
Its huapanguero has died
You can no longer hear that falsetto
Which is the soul of the troubadour
Rogatian he was called
Rogatian the huapanguero
And they were sones of the sierra mountains
The songs of the troubadours
Azucena and Cecilia
Are crying, crying inconsolably
Malagueña Salerosa
Their bard has gone
The cane is ready
Today begins the milling
The sugar mill is in mourning
And sighs with each turn
In the green coffee plantations
Far beyond that pasture
There are those who say that in the nighttime
The huapanguero appears
Azucena and Cecilia
Are crying, crying inconsolably
Malagueña Salerosa
Their bard has left
Album
Linda Ronstadt – Canciones De Mi Padre
