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Manuel Juarez

En un ranchito en la Sierra feliz vive Manuel Juarez
Arriendando sus caballos cuidando sus
Propiedades trabajando bien su tierra poco sale
A las ciudades

Bonita estaba su chata estaban recien casados
Vivian en casa de adobe pero bien enamorados

Manuel ensilla una yegua tambien su potro mas
Fino con su sonrisa su prieta con rumbo al pueblo
Se vino caramba que mala paga que jugada
Del destino

La fiesta del cuarto viernes señores se celebraba
En el pueblo cerca de semana santa pero andaba
Suelto el diablo

Un tipo grita en la calle hay que rechulas caderas
No se referia a la yegua y esas si son chingaderas
Manuel le dio vuelta al potro y el otro saco pistola
Juarez esta herido de un brazo y el otro muerto
Hecho bola en las patas del caballo que
Manuel Juarez adora

Testigos hubo del caso y aunque a Manuel apresaron
Luego de averiguaciones en libertad lo dejaron
Mientras que calladamente a Rosicon sepultaron
Y en un ranchito en la Sierra aya vive Manuel Juarez
Con sus hijos y su prieta tiene pocas amistades
Trabaja cuacos y tierras ya no baja a las ciudades
Ya con esta me despido señores y queda clara una
Cosa que aunque sea humilde el ranchero
Hay que respetar su esposa

Manuel Juarez

In a small ranch in the Sierra, Manuel Juarez lives happily
Renting out his horses, taking care of his
Properties, working his land well, he rarely goes
To the cities

His "chata" was beautiful, they were newlyweds
They lived in an adobe house, but they were very much in love

Manuel saddles a mare, also his finer stallion
With his smile, his dark beauty, they head to town
Caramba, what a bad break, what a twist
Of fate

The festival of the fourth Friday, ladies and gentlemen, was being celebrated
In the town near Holy Week, but around
The devil was loose

A guy shouts in the street, "Hey, what a nice ass
He wasn't referring to the mare, and that's some bullsh*t
Manuel turns the stallion around and the other guy pulls out a gun
Juarez is shot in the arm, and the other guy is dead
Curled up at the feet of the horse that
Manuel Juarez adores

There were witnesses to the incident, and although Manuel was arrested
After the investigation, they released him
While quietly, Rosicon was buried
And in a small ranch in the Sierra, there lives Manuel Juarez
With his children and his "prieta," he has few friends
He works horses and land, he doesn't go down to the cities anymore
With this, I bid you farewell, ladies and gentlemen, and it's clear that
Although the rancher may be humble
You have to respect his wife