Текст и перевод песни Los Cadetes De Linares - Un Noble Engano

Un Noble Engano

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 llegó
Yo me hago pasar por él, cuando a mis padres escribo
No les digo la verdad, ellos piensan que está vivo

Después de una larga ausencia con mis padres
Regreso, dispuesto a contarles
Todo lo que encierro aquí en mi pecho

Mi madre llorando, me abrazaba y me besaba
"Has 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 llegó
Yo me hago pasar por él, cuando a mis padres escribo
No les digo la verdad, ellos piensan que está vivo

A Noble Deception

Joaquín was 15 years old, Pedro was 16, my love.
They were going to the United States, they left Monterrey, you see.
They had big dreams, from all they’d heard tell,
Of reaching Houston, Texas, and finding work, my sweet.

Joaquín thought it was easy, to cross the Rio Grande,
The river was high and he couldn't make it to the other side.
Pedro cried at the failure, he almost lost his mind,
Seeing his brother drown, in that treacherous river’s tide.

A year has passed since my brother, was taken by the sky,
My poor parents don't know, that he never reached Houston, my love, oh why?
I pretend to be him, when I write to my parents, you see,
I don't tell them the truth, they think he's still alive, darling.

After a long absence, I return to my parents' side,
Ready to tell them everything,
All that I hold here in my chest.

My mother, crying, hugged and kissed me tight,
"You've finally returned, my son," and my tears began to flow, that night.
And when she asked about Joaquín, my dear,
I had to keep pretending, so she wouldn't suffer, I fear.

Joaquín thought it was easy, to cross the Rio Grande,
The river was high and he couldn't make it to the other side.
Pedro cried at the failure, he almost lost his mind,
Seeing his brother drown, in that treacherous river’s tide.

A year has passed since my brother, was taken by the sky,
My poor parents don't know, that he never reached Houston, my love, oh why?
I pretend to be him, when I write to my parents, you see,
I don't tell them the truth, they think he's still alive, darling.