Paroles et traduction Thalía - Cuco Pena

Cuco Pena

CUCO PEÃ'A
Este es el corrido del grán Cuco Peña
Hombre bien bragado en toda su tierra
En el desayuno se echaba un tequila
Para el mediodía abría otra botella
Ya para la noche, pistola en la mano
Vaciando cantinas, giraba en tacones
Luego en una esquina buscaba chamacas
Sombrero de lado, camisa de fuera
Agarró a la vieja, la echaba en el anca
Clavaba la espuela y el caballo arranca
Y ocurrió esa noche que estando borracho
Después de quererla, quedó entre sus brazos
Ay Cuco Peña, ay alma en pena
Ay Cuco Peña, no era la buena
Ay Cuco Peña, ay alma en pena
Ay Cuco Peña, no era la buena
Luego al día siguiente, terror en la cara
"Qué hacía a su lado", él se preguntaba
Era el jóven Huicho, de extrañas maneras
Vestido de 'ñora, sonriendole ahora
"¡Me has roto la honra!", gritó Cuco Peña
Y desorbitado sacó la pistola
Dándo de balazos al pobre del Huicho
Lavó su deshonra el grán Cuco Peña
Detrás de las rejas el grán Cuco Peña
Triste y solitario cumple su sentencia
Pero de su celda ya hizo vivienda
Llegan sus muchachas, comida y bebida
Ay Cuco Peña, ay alma en pena
Ay Cuco Peña, no era la buena
Ay Cuco Peña, ay alma en pena
Ay Cuco Peña, no era la buena
Y este fue el corrido del grán Cuco Peña
Genio y figura hasta la sepultura
Trotando en el mundo su sombra vagaba
Buscando su hombría que alguien se llevara
Ay Cuco Peña, ay alma en pena
Ay Cuco Peña, no era la buena
Ay Cuco Peña, ay alma en pena
Ay Cuco Peña, no era una vieja...

Cuco Pena

CUCO PEÃ'A
This is the ballad of the great Cuco Peña
A man of courage throughout his land
At breakfast he'd drink a shot of tequila
By noon he'd open another bottle
And as night fell, with pistol in hand
He'd empty the bars, turning his heels to the walls
Later, on a street corner, he'd look for girls
Hat tilted, shirt untucked
He'd grab the girl, throw her on the horse's haunches
He'd dig in his spurs and the horse would take off
And it happened that one night while drunk
After making love to her, he fell asleep in her arms
Oh Cuco Peña, oh lost soul
Oh Cuco Peña, she wasn't the right one
Oh Cuco Peña, oh lost soul
Oh Cuco Peña, she wasn't the right one
The next day, his face wore a look of terror
"What was I doing by her side?" he wondered
It was young Huicho, with strange ways
Dressed as a woman, now smiling at him
"You've dishonored me!" shouted Cuco Peña
And with bulging eyes, he drew his gun
Shooting poor Huicho dead
The great Cuco Peña washed away his shame
Behind bars is the great Cuco Peña
Sad and lonely, serving his sentence
But he's made his cell his home
His girls come to him with food and drink
Oh Cuco Peña, oh lost soul
Oh Cuco Peña, she wasn't the right one
Oh Cuco Peña, oh lost soul
Oh Cuco Peña, she wasn't the right one
And this was the ballad of the great Cuco Peña
Genius and character until the grave
His shadow wandered the world on horseback
Seeking his manhood, which someone had taken away
Oh Cuco Peña, oh lost soul
Oh Cuco Peña, she wasn't the right one
Oh Cuco Peña, oh lost soul
Oh Cuco Peña, she wasn't a girl...