Текст и перевод песни Los Alegres De Terán - Contrabando del Paso

Contrabando del Paso

El dia 7 de agosto
Estabamos desesperados
Que nos sacaran del paso
Para Kiansas mancornados

Nos sacaron de la corte
A las ocho de la noche
Nos llevaron para el depot
Nos montaron en un coche

Ya viene pitando el tren
Ya no tardara en llegar
Les dije a mis compañeros
Que no fueran a llorar

Yo dirijo mi mirada
Por todita la estacion
A mi madre idolatrada
Le pido su bendicion

Ya viene llegando el tren
Ya repican la campaña
Le pregunto a Mr Hill
Que si vamos a Louisiana

Mr Hill con su risita
Me contesta no señor
Pasaremos por Louisiana
Derechito a Leavenworth

Es bonito el contrabando
Se gana mucho dinero
Pero lo que si es muy triste
Las pena de un prisionero

Ahi te mando madrecita
Un suspiro y un abrazo
Aqui dan fin las mañanas
Del contrabando del paso

Smuggling Transgression

On August 7
We felt desperate
Hoping for someone to help us through
To Kansas we were led

We were released from the court
At eight o'clock at night
They took us to the depot
We were put in a coach

The train is whistling now
It will arrive soon
I told my companions
Not to cry

I look around
Throughout the station
To my loving mother
I ask for her blessing

The train is arriving now
Its bell is ringing
I ask Mr. Hill
If we are going to Louisiana

Mr. Hill laughs softly
And answers me, no sir
We will pass through Louisiana
Straight to Leavenworth

Smuggling is good
You can earn a lot of money
But what is truly sad
Is the suffering of a prisoner

I send you, dear mother
A sigh and a hug
Here ends the story
Of smuggling transgression