Mexican Night (Live) - BZN перевод на английский

Mexican Night (Live)

Alla en el rancho grande, alla donde vivia
Habia una rancherita, y alegre me decia
Y alegra me decia
Que voy a hacer tus calzones
Como los usa el ranchero
En los comienzo del alma
Y los acabo de fuego
Alla en el rancho grande, alla donde vivia
Habia una rancherita, y alegre me decia
Y alegra me decia
El gusto de buen ranchero
Es ven al sur en caballo
Hacero por la manana
Dale la vuelta al ballado
Ay, ay, ay ay canta no llore
Porque cantando se alagran cielito lindo, los corezones
De la sierra morena, cielito lindo, vienen bajando
Un par de ojitos negros, cielito lindo de contro bando
De la sierra morena, cielito lindo, vienen bajando
Un par de ojitos negros, cielito lindo de contro bando
Ay, ay, ay ay canta no llore
Porque cantando se alagran cielito lindo, los corezones
Ay, ay, ay ay canta no llore
Porque cantando se alagran cielito lindo, los corezones
De la sierra morena, cielito lindo, vienen bajando
Un par de ojitos negros, cielito lindo que agni me toco (yeah)
Ay, ay, ay ay canta no llore
Porque cantando se alagran cielito lindo, los corezones
(Allez vida!
Mexico! Mexico!)
Si adalita se fuera con un otro
Le seguiria la huella sin cesar
Si por mar en un buque de guerra
Si por tierre en un tren militar
Si adalita quisiera ser mi esposa
Si adalita fuera mi mujer
Le compraria un vestido de seda
Par a levarla a bailar al chartel
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh
(Everybody now)
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh
(Come on)
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh

Mexican Night (Live)

In that big ranch where I used to live
There was a young rancherita, and happily she told me
And happily she told me
That she would make your trousers
Like the ones a rancher wears
In the beginning, she sews them
And finishes them with fire
In that big ranch where I used to live
There was a young rancherita, and happily she told me
And happily she told me
The pleasure of a good rancher
Is to ride a horse through the south
Getting up in the morning
Circling the corral
Oh, oh, oh, oh, don't cry, sing
Because singing brings joy to the heart, my beautiful
From the dark mountains, my beautiful, they come down
A pair of dark eyes, my beautiful, forbidden fruit
From the dark mountains, my beautiful, they come down
A pair of dark eyes, my beautiful, forbidden fruit
Oh, oh, oh, oh, don't cry, sing
Because singing brings joy to the heart, my beautiful
Oh, oh, oh, oh, don't cry, sing
Because singing brings joy to the heart, my beautiful
From the dark mountains, my beautiful, they come down
A pair of dark eyes, my beautiful, that's how I found you (yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, don't cry, sing
Because singing brings joy to the heart, my beautiful
(Come on, life!
Mexico! Mexico!)
If Adalita were to leave with another
I would follow her trail relentlessly
If by sea on a warship
If by land on a military train
If Adalita wanted to be my wife
If Adalita were to be my woman
I would buy her a silk dress
To take her dancing at the chartel
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh
(Everybody now)
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh
(Come on)
Oohohoh, oohohoh
Oohohoh, oohohoh