Uploaded June 2022 | Updated September 2026, 4 days ago
Suggested by Sr. Clumsy acouple months ago and also translated by Sr. Clumsy.
I promised to him that I'll make this video someday in the future, and I finally delivered on my promise. I was originally going to add more to this video but it would've messed up the subtitling if I did so I decided to leave it like this, simple, I guess. Also, I'm back from my vacation
The song is about Juan Almonte, the son of the Mexican Independence hero, José María Morelos. He sided with the French and it's puppet government during it's invasion of the country and also played an important role in the Mexican Empire's government (he was head of the regency). After the war ended and Maximilian was executed, he fled to Paris and spent his last remaining days there and died days later in 1869. Very unfortunate that the son of a noble hero would betray his nation.
- Terms explained by Sr. Clumsy
"Amoquinequi: A nahuatl word that means deny
Huacal: A box made with sticks and wood used to transport fruits
"The Father Prist": The author is talking about José María Morelos y Pavón, father of Juan Nepomuceno Almonte (Character to which this song is dedicated to)
"coal of entrego": I don't really know what it means, it can mean "delivery of coal" but i am not sure (Also, this whole part of the song is Pamuceno talking to Napoleon III about how he will basically sell all of Mexico to him)"
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Santa Anna and Paredes were 2 leaders that ruled Mexico in it's early years, with Santa Anna playing a major role in the country's history being the major reason why Mexico lost it's northern territory to the Americans and also that he was a sort-of dictator of the country.
During the 'Second French Intervention', Santa Anna, at the time living in the US (how ironic), travelled back to Mexico and wanted to restore himself back to power in Mexico but it never went to fruition. He ended up living in a small apartment in Mexico City and died there years later in 1876
Sr. Clumsy's Channel: youtube.com/channel/UCCDguyp54WFpWHI8LzudVGQ
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Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
El Tata Cura que te dio vida murió enseñando la libertad,
Que era insorgente muy decedida y que fue coc del Majestá.
Corriendo el tiempo creció el "pitoncle", se puso fraque, comió bestec,
indio ladino, vende a to patria y güiri güiri, con el francés.
Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
Al rey de Francia vio Pamuceno y -pagrecito- le dijo luego,
Voy y te vende carbón de entrego del Mexicano so gran suidá,
Lo Chequetito se come crudo; jurta franceses que comparison;
A lo marido vuelve cornudo -manda a mi tierra seré rey yo.
Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
Con Teponaxtle saldrán los pueblos a hacer saludos al virrey Juan.
Habra tortillas como montañas, de mole verde formaré un mar.
Mucho me adoran los Mexicanos, saben que Almonte lo vende bien,
Ya con Santa Anna, ya con Paredes, ya en Nuevo Orlines y ya en Francés.
Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
Verás que todo los sacristanes diran que viva Luis Napoleon,
Serás el Papa de los aztecas, para los frailes, mejor que Dios.
Y el Francesito se regodeaba: "¿Y qué me buen Saligny?"
Y ese gabacho le contestaba: -¡Oh! la canalla ... buena por ti.
Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
Suggested by Sr. Clumsy acouple months ago and also translated by Sr. Clumsy.
I promised to him that I'll make this video someday in the future, and I finally delivered on my promise. I was originally going to add more to this video but it would've messed up the subtitling if I did so I decided to leave it like this, simple, I guess. Also, I'm back from my vacation
The song is about Juan Almonte, the son of the Mexican Independence hero, José María Morelos. He sided with the French and it's puppet government during it's invasion of the country and also played an important role in the Mexican Empire's government (he was head of the regency). After the war ended and Maximilian was executed, he fled to Paris and spent his last remaining days there and died days later in 1869. Very unfortunate that the son of a noble hero would betray his nation.
- Terms explained by Sr. Clumsy
"Amoquinequi: A nahuatl word that means deny
Huacal: A box made with sticks and wood used to transport fruits
"The Father Prist": The author is talking about José María Morelos y Pavón, father of Juan Nepomuceno Almonte (Character to which this song is dedicated to)
"coal of entrego": I don't really know what it means, it can mean "delivery of coal" but i am not sure (Also, this whole part of the song is Pamuceno talking to Napoleon III about how he will basically sell all of Mexico to him)"
--
Santa Anna and Paredes were 2 leaders that ruled Mexico in it's early years, with Santa Anna playing a major role in the country's history being the major reason why Mexico lost it's northern territory to the Americans and also that he was a sort-of dictator of the country.
During the 'Second French Intervention', Santa Anna, at the time living in the US (how ironic), travelled back to Mexico and wanted to restore himself back to power in Mexico but it never went to fruition. He ended up living in a small apartment in Mexico City and died there years later in 1876
Sr. Clumsy's Channel: youtube.com/channel/UCCDguyp54WFpWHI8LzudVGQ
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
El Tata Cura que te dio vida murió enseñando la libertad,
Que era insorgente muy decedida y que fue coc del Majestá.
Corriendo el tiempo creció el "pitoncle", se puso fraque, comió bestec,
indio ladino, vende a to patria y güiri güiri, con el francés.
Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
Al rey de Francia vio Pamuceno y -pagrecito- le dijo luego,
Voy y te vende carbón de entrego del Mexicano so gran suidá,
Lo Chequetito se come crudo; jurta franceses que comparison;
A lo marido vuelve cornudo -manda a mi tierra seré rey yo.
Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
Con Teponaxtle saldrán los pueblos a hacer saludos al virrey Juan.
Habra tortillas como montañas, de mole verde formaré un mar.
Mucho me adoran los Mexicanos, saben que Almonte lo vende bien,
Ya con Santa Anna, ya con Paredes, ya en Nuevo Orlines y ya en Francés.
Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
Verás que todo los sacristanes diran que viva Luis Napoleon,
Serás el Papa de los aztecas, para los frailes, mejor que Dios.
Y el Francesito se regodeaba: "¿Y qué me buen Saligny?"
Y ese gabacho le contestaba: -¡Oh! la canalla ... buena por ti.
Amoquinequi, Juan Pamuceno, no te lo plantas el Majestá,
Que no es el propio manto y corona que to guarache, que to huacal,
