Текст и перевод песни La Original Banda El Limón de Salvador Lizárraga feat. Julio Preciado - Juan Martha

Juan Martha

Decían que cargaba el diablo
Mentiras no traía nada
Lo que traíba en su cintura
Era una pistola escuadra

Robaba y mataba gente
Porque así se divertía
Su cabeza tenía precio
15 mil pesos valía

Juan Martha, era aguerrido
Y temido del gobierno
Los rurales le temían
Como si fuera veneno

Su madrecita lloraba
Lloraba y se los decía
"Si me dieran libre a mi hijo
15 mil pesos daría"

¡Seguro que sí, compadre!

Ya no llores, madrecita
Ya no les ofrezcas nada
Que llegando a aquel cerrito
Yo me río de la acordada

Ya no llores, madrecita
No me estés atormentado
Que de 100 vidas que debo
Con una la estoy pagando

Esta noche con la luna
Y mañana con el sol
Me van a quitar la vida
Sea por el amor de Dios

Ya con esta ahí me despido
Pero les dejo una carta
Para que sigan cantando
El corrido de Juan Martha

Juan Martha

They said he was carrying the devil
Lies, he had nothing on him
What he carried at his waist
Was a pistol

He robbed and killed people
Because that's how he had fun
His head was worth a price
It was worth 15,000 pesos

Juan Martha, was fierce
And feared by the government
The federales feared him
As if he were poison

His mother cried
She cried and told them
"If you would set my son free
I would give you 15,000 pesos"

Sure thing, my dear!

Don't cry anymore, my dear
Don't offer them anything
That if I get to that hill
I'll laugh at the truce

Don't cry anymore, my dear
Don't torment me
That of the 100 lives I owe
I am paying for one

Tonight with the moon
And tomorrow with the sun
They are going to take my life
May it be for the love of God

With this, I bid you farewell
But I leave you with a song
So that you may keep singing
The corrido of Juan Martha