La Voy a Tocar a Pie

I'm gonna play it on foot
To the beat of Armando Molero
Like the Barrio Obrero group
They play it just right (hey)

I'm gonna play it on foot
Like Rafael Rincón
Firmo segundo and mahón
And Deyanira Enmanuel

It's that my gaita
When it plays on foot
Sounds tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan, so good
No piano, no bass
It's traditional
Walks barefoot wherever it wants
And now the kids are singing it and taking it
Through Venezuela

That's how my gaita was
That's right, that's how my gaita was

It's that the guitar gives a tun-tun, cutungutun
(Anabel)

And the guitar gives a tun tun, cutungutuntucuntucun
Cutungutuntucuntucun
With a lot of flavor and a lot of Bembé (hey)
When a gaita has Bembé
It's with cuatro, furro, and tambora and the charrasca that's so loud
And the maracas of VHG, G-G-G-G

It's that my gaita (La Loré)
When it plays on foot
Sounds tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan, so good
No piano, no bass
It's traditional
Walks barefoot wherever it wants
And now the kids are singing it and taking it
Through Venezuela (my Venezuela)

It's that my gaita
When it plays on foot
Sounds tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan, so good
No piano, no bass
It's traditional
Walks barefoot wherever it wants
And now the kids are singing it and taking it
Through Venezuela

That's how my gaita was
That's how Maracaibo was, that's how my gaita was

Don't get confused, don't make a mistake
It's VHG, it's in your blood

Foot, on foot, wants a tan-tan
Triquitriquitriquitriquitriquitran
Triquitriquitriquitriquitriquitran
But really tasty and traditional (hey)

The mocho goat has tan-tan
Paraguaipoa has tan-tan
The Skaters, triquitriquitran
But really tasty and traditional

It's that my gaita (it's that my gaita)
When it plays on foot
Sounds tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan, so good (revives)
No piano, no bass
It's traditional
Walks barefoot wherever it wants
And now the kids are singing it and taking it
Through Venezuela

It's that my gaita
When it plays on foot (the light has arrived)
Sounds tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan-tan, so good (the light of our children)
No piano, no bass
It's traditional (the love for our children)
Walks barefoot wherever it wants
And now the kids are singing it and taking it
To other lands

That's how my gaita was
Fernando Bracho, that's how my gaita was
That tuntuncutungutungun
That cutungutungutungun
I copied it from Astolfo Romero
And Ricardo Aguirre
That's how my gaita was