Adios Don Vicente
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Translation: A Serenade for me
Chente—mi amigo, compadre, hermano
Troubadour of our pain untold
Minstrel of our abandoned souls
Keeper of our traditions bold
So loved by La Virgen de Guadalupe
That she took you on Her day
Now heaven’s honored balladeer
For Her now, you may play
You leave us with our sorrow
Our unconsolable despair
So, with a soft prayer on our lips
We plead—Volver! Volver!
Vicente Fernandez
2/17/40-12/12/21
*Translation: my friend, companion, brother, return
1/12/22
Copyright © Robert Gorelick | Year Posted 2021
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