Linda Ronstadt - La Calandria lyrics

written by Nicando Castillo Yo soy como la calandria Que para formar su nido Siempre busca rama fuerte Para no verlo caído Otros son como el venado Que por listo y presumido Cuando anda de enamorado Lo matan desprevenido Ay...Ay...Ay...Ay... Las nubes van por el cielo Los pescados por el agua El oro está bajo el suelo Y el amor en las enaguas Mi prieta linda Que voy a hacer Si tú me quitas Este querer. De que les sirve a los hombres Presumir de valentones Si cuando están en su casa Se les caen los pantalones También sucede otra cosa Con los que son fanfarrones Cuando ven la cosa en serio Les pasa algo en sus calzones. This was probably originally a son jarocho from the early 1900's, but it is arranged here by Don Rubén in the style of the huasteca. The ethno- musicologist Dr. Stephen Loza describes a son (plural: sones) as a folk song and dance (usually danced with heels on a board) represented in different regions in Mexico. Jarocho is the region of the Atlantic seaboard in Vera Cruz. L.R. The Lark I am like the lark That in order to form its nest Always looks for a strong branch So that she won't see it fall. Others are like the deer Eager and presumptuous When it goes out to find love Is k**ed without warning. Ay...Ay...Ay...Ay... The clouds go through the sky The fish through the water The gold is under the ground And love is in the petticoats. My dark lovely one What am I going to do If you take this love Away from me. What good is it for men To put on airs If when they are at home Their pants fall down. Also another thing happens With those who are braggarts When they see the real thing Something happens to them in their breeches.