Текст и перевод песни Luis Alberto Martinez - Calabozo de mis penas

Calabozo de mis penas

Por fin lo andabamos buscando de ese preso,
No me lleven por favor,
A llegado hoy dia lunes y usted tenia que caer.
El lunes por la mañana me tomaron prisionero.
Me llevaron a la carcel al calabozo primero.
Sali al patio de la carcel mire al cielo y di un suspiro.
Donde esta mi libertad que tan joven he perdido.
Calabozo de mis penas sepultura de hombre vivos
Donde se muestran ingratos los amigos mas queridos.
El domingo en la mañana triste me desayunaba
Con un millon de suspiros que el calabozo temblaba.
Que triste es vivir la vida tras la reja pobre mi madre
Querida pobre mis hijitos mi esposa adorada que hara sin mi.
Me acerque a la dura reja para ver algun amigo
Solo vi a mi pobre madre que muy afligida estaba.
Ella dueña de mis penas pobrecita madre mia
Llora y llora desconsolable por mi suerte noche y dia.
Ya mi hicieron el jurado con todo el fuerte
Rigor cumplire larga condena tras la reja del dolor.
Oye mujer de mi vida no me vengas a llorar ya que no me quitas mis
Penas no me las vengas a dar ya que no
Me quitas mis penas no me las vengas a dar.

Dungeon of My Pains

Finally, we found what we were looking for - that prisoner,
Please, don't take me,
Monday has arrived, and you had to be caught.
On Monday morning, I was taken prisoner.
They took me to jail, to the dungeon first.
I went out to the prison yard, looked at the sky, and sighed.
Where is my freedom that I lost so young?
Dungeon of my pains, tomb of living men
Where the dearest of friends show their ingratitude.
On Sunday morning, I sadly had breakfast
With a million sighs that made the dungeon tremble.
How sad it is to live life behind bars, poor my mother,
Dear my children, my beloved wife what will you do without me.
I approached the hard bars to see a friend,
I only saw my poor mother, who was very distressed.
She, the owner of my sorrows, poor my mother,
Cries and cries inconsolably for my fate night and day.
They have already made the jury with all the strong
Rigor, I will serve a long sentence behind the bars of pain.
Hear, woman of my life, don't come to cry for me since you don't take away my
Troubles, don't come to give them to me since you don't
Take away my worries, don't come to give them to me.