Текст и перевод песни Los Cadetes De Linares feat. Lupe Tijerina y Rosendo Cantu - Un Noble Engaño

Un Noble Engaño

Joaquín tenía 15 años, Pedro tenía 16,
Iban a Estados Unidos, salieron de Monterrey,
Traían grandes ilusiones, de tanto que oían hablar,
De llegar a Houston Texas, y ponerse a trabajar

A Joaquín se le hizo fácil, el Río Bravo cruzar,
El río iba muy crecido, y no lo pudo lograr,
Pedro lloraba el fracaso, casi perdió la razón,
Al ver a su hermano ahogarse, en ese río traidor

Un año cumple mi hermano, que el cielo lo recogió,
Mis pobres padres no saben, que a Houston jamás llego
Yo me hago pasar por el, cuando a mis padres escribo
No les digo la verdad, ellos piensan que esta vivo

(Después de una larga ausencia con mis padres,
Regreso a contarles todo lo que encierro aquí en mi pecho,
Mi madre llorando me abrazaba y me besaba
"Haz vuelto al fin hijo mío", y mis lágrimas rodaron
Y al preguntar por Joaquín, tuve que seguir fingiendo,
Para no verla sufrir)

A Joaquín se le hizo fácil, el Río Bravo cruzar,
El río iba muy crecido, y no lo pudo lograr,
Pedro lloraba el fracaso, casi perdió la razón,
Al ver a su hermano ahogarse, en ese río traidor

Un año cumple mi hermano, que el cielo lo recogió,
Mis pobres padres no saben, que a Houston jamás llego
Yo me hago pasar por el, cuando a mis padres escribo
No les digo la verdad, ellos piensan que esta vivo

A Noble Deceit

Joaquin was 15 years old, Pedro was 16 years old
They went to the United States, they left Monterrey
They had great dreams, from all the things they had heard
Of arriving in Houston, Texas, and getting a job

It was easy for Joaquin to cross the Rio Grande
The river was very swollen, and he couldn't do it
Pedro cried for his brother's failure, he almost lost his mind
Watching his brother drown in that treacherous river

It's been a year since my brother was taken by heaven
My poor parents don't know that he never made it to Houston
I pretend to be him when I write to my parents
I don't tell them the truth, they think he's still alive

(After a long absence from my parents,
I return to tell them everything that I hold in my heart,
My mother cries and hugs me, and kisses me,
'You've returned at last, my son,' and my tears rolled down
And when she asks about Joaquin, I have to keep pretending,
So as not to see her suffer)

It was easy for Joaquin to cross the Rio Grande
The river was very swollen, and he couldn't do it
Pedro cried for his brother's failure, he almost lost his mind
Watching his brother drown in that treacherous river

It's been a year since my brother was taken by heaven
My poor parents don't know that he never made it to Houston
I pretend to be him when I write to my parents
I don't tell them the truth, they think he's still alive