Lyrics and translation Cuisillos de Arturo Macias - Recuerdame Bonito

Recuerdame Bonito

En un ranchito en la sierra
Feliz vivía Maunuel Juárez
Errendando sus caballos, cuidando sus propiedades
Trabajando bien sus tierras
Poco sale a las ciudades.
Bonita estaba su chata
Estaban recién casados
Vivían en casa de adobe
Pero bien enamorados.

La feria del cuarto viernes señores,
Se celebraba en el pueblo,
Cerca de semana santa,
Pero andaba suelto el diablo.

Manuel ensilla una yegua
También su potro más fino
Con su sonrisa y su chata
Con rumbo al pueblo se vino
¡caramba! ¡qué mala pata! ¡qué jugada del destino!.
Un tipo grita en la calle: ¡ay que rechulas caderas!
No se refería a la yegua
Y esas si son tiznaderas.

Manuel le dió vuelta al potro
El otro sacó pistola
Juárez es herido de un brazo
El otro muerto hecho bola
En las patas del caballo que Manuel Juárez adora.

Testigos hubo del caso
Y aunque a Manuel apresaron
Luego de averigûaciones, en libertad lo dejaron
Mientras que calladamente al hocicón sepultaron.
Y en un ranchito en la sierra, allá vive Manuel Juárez
Con sus hijos y su chata
Tiene pocas amistades
Trabaja cuacos y tierra, ya no sale a la ciudades.

Yo con esta me despido señores,
Y les recuerdo una cosa:
Que aunque sea humilde el ranchero,
Hay que respetar su esposa.

Remember Me Nicely

In a little ranch in the mountains
Manuel Juarez lived happily
Rounding up his horses, caring for his property
Working well on his land
He rarely went to the city
His honey was beautiful
They were newlyweds
They lived in an adobe house
But they were deeply in love.

The fourth Friday fair, gentlemen
Was celebrated in the town
Near Holy Week
But the devil was on the loose.

Manuel saddled a mare
And his finest stallion
With his smile and his honey
They headed for town
Shoot! What bad luck! What a twist of fate!
A guy yelled out in the street: "Oh, what a nice butt!"
He wasn't talking about the mare
And she was really mad.

Manuel turned his stallion around
The other guy pulled out a gun
Juarez was shot in the arm
The other guy was killed
At the feet of the horse that Manuel Juarez loved.

There were witnesses to the incident
And although Manuel was arrested
After investigations, he was released
While the loudmouth was quietly buried.
And in a little ranch in the mountains, there Manuel Juarez lives
With his children and his honey
He has few friends
He works his horses and his land, and no longer goes to the city.

I'm saying goodbye for now, gentlemen
And I want to remind you of something:
That even though the rancher is humble
You have to respect his wife.