Guadalupe and Facundo

Facundo Cabral was not an MTV reularly featured artist.  Neither was Guadalupe Trigo. Nonetheless, I admired them greatly, and now, both are gone.

Guadalupe Trigo was born in Merida in 1941 and, although he lived in Mexico City from the age of six, he returned to study law at the University of Yucatan. He married his wife Viola in 1969.

His musical career took flight in 1972 when he met the guitarist and composer Roque Carbajo.  Three of their songs:  Mi Ciudad,  La Milpa de Valerio,  and Te Quiero are among my biggest favorites.

Guadalupe Trigo was killed in 1982, in a car accident on the road to Acapulco.                                                                             

Facundo Cabral, born in Argentina in 1939, lived a tragic life that included abandonment by his father the day before his birth, muteness until the age of 9. He did not have the opportunity to learn to read and write until he was 14 and in jail! His wife and daughter both predeceased him. He traveled the world and once estimated that he had been in 150 countries. He did not own a home, preferring to live in hotels.

It’s no wonder that he identified so much with his song, “Ni Soy de Aqui Ni Soy de Alla” And so did I. “I’m Not From Here, Nor From There” is in fact a sort-of world traveler’s anthem.

Facundo Cabral was killed by an unknown gunman on July 9th in Guatemala.

I hope there is a Heaven where Guadalupe and Facundo play together to the delight of the angels.

Here are the lyrics to the two songs: The first ‘Te Quiero’ was sung by Guadalupe Trigo and his wife Viola. It is actually a poem written by the Uruguayan poet Mario Benedetti. The second is ‘Ni Soy De Aqui Ni Soy de Alla’

Te Quiero

 Si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo
y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho mas que dos

Tus manos son mi caricia
mis acordes cotidianos
te quiero porque tus manos
trabajan por la justicia

Tus ojos son el conjuro
contra la mala jornada
te quiero por tu mirada
que mira y siembra futuro

Tu boca que es tuya y mia
tu boca no se equivoca
te quiero porque tu boca
sabe gritar rebeldías

Si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo
y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho mas que dos

Y por tu rostro sincero
y tu paso vagabundo
y tu llanto por el mundo
porque sos pueblo que quiero

Y porque amor no es aureola
ni cándida moraleja
y porque somos pareja
que sabe que no estás sola

Te quiero en mi paraíso
éste si que en mi país
la gente viva feliz
aunque no tenga permiso

Si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo
y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho mas que dos

 

No Soy De Aquí Ni Soy de Alla

Me gusta el mar y la mujer cuando llora

las golondrinas y las malas señoras

saltar balcones y abrir las ventanas

y las muchachas en abril

Me gusta el vino tanto como las flores

y los amantes, pero no los señores

me encanta ser amigo de los ladrones

y las canciones en francés

 

No soy de aquí, ni soy de allá

no tengo edad, ni porvenir

y ser feliz es mi color

de identidad

 

Me gusta estar tirado siempre en la arena

y en bicicleta perseguir a Manuela

y todo el tiempo para ver las estrellas

con la María en el trigal

 

No soy de aquí, ni soy de allá

no tengo edad, ni porvenir

y ser feliz es mi color

de identidad

 

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2 responses to “Guadalupe and Facundo

  1. Thanks for that info about Cabral and Trigo , Joanna. Only yesterday, I was trying to find a CD of Cabral, after reading about his death. And today, my Spanish instructor mentioned him, knowing how into la música I am for learning Spanish.

    Today’s NYTimes has this story about Cabral.

    http://www.nytimes.com/2011/07/11/arts/music/facundo-cabral-argentine-singer-songwriter-dies-at-74.html?_r=1&hpw

    It is so true–a goal should be: ” y ser feliz es mi color de identidad.”

    • I knew you’d appreciate this post. We definitely like the same music… and I also admire these two musicians for more than their music. Sr. Cabral is an inspiration – to have overcome all he did… so sad his end was what it was. I met Guadalupe Trigo once when I attended a concert of his in Merida – one of his last. He was such a sweet man and such a Mexicano!

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