Текст и перевод песни Mariachi Sol De Mexico - Popurri Tomas Mendez

Popurri Tomas Mendez

Siempre que me hablan de ti,
Es para hacerme llorar
Simpre que me hablan de ti es para darme la queja,
Que te ha ido muy mal
Con lagrimas te adverti,
Solo te van a enganar
Y hoy de fracaso en fracaso
Mencionas mi nombre y eso me hace llorar

Cuanto quieres por que me olvides,
Cunato quieres por que me dejes,
Cuanto valen tus desprecios,
Cuanto quieres por que te larges
Y me dejes vivir en paz
Pobre lena de pirul que no sirves ni pa' arder
Pobre lena de pirul que no sirves ni pa' arder
Nomas para hacer llorar

(Paloma Negra)
Ya agarraste por tu cuenta las parrandas
Paloma negra, paloma negra, donde, donde andaras
Ya no juegues con mi honra parrandera
Si tus caricias deben ser mias de nadie mas

Y aunque te amo con locura, ya no vuelvas,
Paloma negra eres la reja de un penar
Quiero ser libre, vivir mi vida con quien yo quiera
Dios dame fuerzas, que estoy muriendo por irlo a buscar

(Bala Perdida)
No es que no te quiera
Si ya no te sigo besando
La cruz no pesa lo que hala
Son los filos carino santo, carino santo
Yo no te dejo ni aunque me grites, ni aunque me grites
Que ya me estas, que ya me estas acabando

(El Augacero)
Se mira relampagear
El cielo esta encapotado,
Vaqueros, para el corral
Arrien a todo el ganado.

La noche se viene encima,
Procuren pronto llegar,
Manana en la madrugafa
Comenzamos a labrar.

Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyy, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay!
Bendito sea el cielo,
Llorando te quiero
Muschisimo mas y mas

Ay, ay, ayyyyyyyyyyy! Ay, ay, ay!
Esta noche mi tejado
Tendra un olorcito a jarro,
Ay! La lluvia nos va arrullar

(Cucurrucucu Paloma)
Dicen que por las noches no mas se le iba en puro llorar,
Dicen que no dormia, no mas se le iba en puro tomar
Juran que el mismo cielo se estremecia al oir su llanto
Como sufrio por ella, que hasta en su muerte la fue llamando:
Cucurrucucu, paloma,
Cucurrucucu, no llores.
La piuedra jamas, paloma
Que van a saber, de amores
Cucurrucucu, cucurrucucu, cucurrucucu
Paloma ya no le llores
Cucurrucucu, cucurrucucu

Popurri Tomas Mendez

Whenever you talk about me,
It's always to make me cry
Whenever you talk about me, it's always to complain,
That things have gone so badly for you
With tears, I warned you,
They are only going to trick you
And today, from failure to failure,
You mention my name and it makes me cry

How much do you want me to forget you,
How much do you want me to leave you,
How much are your rejections worth,
How much do you want for me to leave
And let me live in peace
Poor pirul wood that is not even good for burning
Poor pirul wood that is not even good for burning
Only to make you cry

(Paloma Negra)
You've already taken over my parties
Paloma negra, paloma negra, where, where are you
Don't play with my honor as a party girl any longer
If your caresses are to be mine, they must not belong to anyone else

And although I love you madly, don't come back,
Paloma negra, you are the prison of my sorrow
I want to be free, to live my life with whomever I want
God, give me strength, because I'm dying to go look for him

(Bala Perdida)
It's not that I don't love you
If I don't kiss you anymore
The cross doesn't weigh as much as it pulls
It's the edges, my darling, my darling
I won't leave you, even if you yell at me, even if you yell at me
That you're already, that you're already finishing me off

(El Augacero)
You can see the lightning,
The sky is overcast,
Cowboys, to the corral
Drive all the cattle in.

The night is drawing near,
Try to arrive soon,
In the early morning
We will start to work.

Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyy, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay!
Blessed be heaven,
I love you more while I'm crying
Much, much more

Ay, ay, ayyyyyyyyyyy! Ay, ay, ay!
My roof tonight
Will smell like pulque,
Ay! The rain will lull us to sleep

(Cucurrucucu Paloma)
They say that at night, she only cried,
They say that she didn't sleep, she only drank
They swear that heaven itself trembled to hear her cries
How she suffered for him, that even in her death, she called his name:
Cucurrucucu, paloma,
Cucurrucucu, don't cry.
The stone never, paloma
What will it know of love
Cucurrucucu, cucurrucucu, cucurrucucu
Paloma, don't cry for him anymore
Cucurrucucu, cucurrucucu