Текст и перевод песни Pedro Infante - Camino a Guanajuato

Camino a Guanajuato

No vale nada la vida,
la vida no vale nada,
comienza siempre llorando
y así llorando se acaba,
por eso es que en este mundo
la vida no vale nada.

Bonito León, Guanajuato,
la feria con su jugada,
allí se apuesta la vida
y se respeta al que gana,
allá en mi León, Guanajuato,
la vida no vale nada.

Camino de Guanajuato
que pasas por tanto pueblo,
no pases por Salamanca
que ahí me hiere el recuerdo,
vete rodeando veredas,
no pases porque me muero.

El Cristo de tu montaña,
del cerro del Cubilete,
consuelo de los que sufren,
adoración de la gente,
el Cristo de tu montaña,
del cerro del Cubilete.

Camino de Santa Rosa,
la sierra de Guanajuato,
allí nomás tras lomita
se ve Dolores Hidalgo;
yo allí me quedo paisano,
allí es mi pueblo adorado

Road to Guanajuato

Life is worth nothing, my love,
life is worth nothing at all,
it always begins with crying
and crying is how it ends,
that's why in this world, my dear,
life is worth nothing, I swear.

Beautiful León, Guanajuato,
the fair with its gamble and spree,
there life is wagered, you see,
and respect is given to he who wins,
there in my León, Guanajuato,
life is worth nothing, it begins and ends.

Road to Guanajuato,
you pass through so many a town,
don't pass through Salamanca, my sweet,
for there the memories wound me deep,
go around by the paths unseen,
don't pass through, my love, or I'll be keen.

The Christ of your mountain high,
of the hill of Cubilete so grand,
consolation to those who suffer and grieve,
adoration of the people who believe,
the Christ of your mountain, I perceive,
of the hill of Cubilete, I conceive.

Road to Santa Rosa, so fair,
the mountains of Guanajuato, I swear,
just there behind the small hill's crest,
Dolores Hidalgo can be seen best;
I'll stay there, my friend, my dear,
there is my beloved town, it's clear.