Paroles et traduction Tex Tex - Corrido (En Vivo)

Corrido (En Vivo)

Era una chica bonita
Con cierta posicion social
Que amaba a dos pandilleros
Y a los dos los queria igual
Uno era alto y moreno
El otro era feo y audas
Y antes ran como hermanos
Pero ahora ya no se hablan mas
Pero una noche se encontraron
Se comensaron a provocar
Como eran jefes de banda los dos
Ya la riña se les iba a armar
Gritaron que no se enbarquen las bandas
Siempre en nosotros es la dificultad
Pelearemos los dos solos y en terreno neutral
Recuerdo que esa noche llovía
Cuando a la chica le fueron a avisar
Mana tienes que hacer algo
O estos hombres se nos van a matar
La pelea estava comensando
No la dejavan salir sus papás
La pelea se estava acavando
Cuando ella se escapo por detras
Cuando la chica llego corriendo
La pelea habia llegado al final
Habia dos cuerpos tirados sin vida
Pero ninguno solto su puñal
A lo lejos se escucho una sirena
Pero nadie corrio a ocultarse
Todos estaban conmocionados en aquel funeral
Ven, ven, ven, ven muñeco ven
Hay pero ven, y ven, y ven, ven muñeco ven
Vuala vuela palomita
Vuela vuela hacia el sur
Y cuentale la historia de una chica bonita
Que se murio por amor

Corrido (Live)

She was a pretty girl
With a certain social standing
Who loved two gangsters
And she loved them both equally
One was tall and dark
The other was ugly and rude
And before they were like brothers
But now they don't talk anymore
But one night they found each other
They started to provoke each other
Since they were both gang leaders
The fight was about to break out
They shouted that the gangs should not board
It's always us who have the difficulty
We will fight the two of us alone and on neutral ground
I remember that night was raining
When the girl was notified
Darling, you have to do something
Or these men are going to kill each other
The fight was beginning
Her parents wouldn't let her out
The fight was ending
When she escaped from behind
When the girl arrived running
The fight had reached its end
There were two bodies lying lifeless
But neither dropped their dagger
A siren was heard from afar
But no one ran to hide
Everyone was shocked at that funeral
Come, come, come, come on handsome, come
Hey come on, and come on, and come on, come on handsome come on
Fly, fly, little dove
Fly, fly to the south
And tell the story of a pretty girl
Who died for love