Las Clases de Guitarra de la Señorita Cunegunda Lopez de García [English translation]

At the guitar classes of Miss Cunegunda Lopez

of Garcia in front of the Cinemascope

I gave my first steps with my hands

on the guitar with my brothers

Our fathers were sending us with the stave notebook

And while the class was ongoing they were doing shopping

I learned a lot of pieces that I don't know well where did they came from

Though if miss Cunegunda

were teaching us them it's for something

The odd thing that happens is that nowdays

when I go to the guitar concers I don't listen to those pieces

but in our end of the year auditions they were playing these

My guitar teacher was also teaching me beautiful songs

I still keep recordings

of when my aunts gave me a kiss

and told me boy show your progress

and as they were songs that they also had learned

when they were young then they helped me and sang along

The memory I keep of my happy days of student

is very pleasant and if I kept going forward

all that was thanks to that professor

who my song remembers tonight

And despite she went to heaven like a pigeon

I keep her signature in the lower part of my diploma.