Mexican Song Words
Compiled by Dick Oakes
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Corrido Estribillo:Eso sí, ¿Cómo no? Que bonito, que bonito es el amore. Ya verás, ¿Cómo no? Quando pruebes tú las mieles del amore. Chata, no seas tan remalora, Ya no me hagas padecer, Cómo ves que te estoy queriendo ahora Por eso tú no me puedes querer. Estribillo Chata, no te hagas olvidada, Ya no me hagas padecer, Será porque no estás enamorada O porque es tú modo de querer. Estribillo Chata, no seas tan presumida, Ya no me hagas padecer. Cómo ves que te estoy. Por é tú no me puedes querer. Estribillo |
Translation by Rudy Ulibarri-Seidel, 4 May 2004 Chorus:That is it. Why not? How pretty, how pretty love is. You will see. Why not? When you taste the honey of love. Honey (pug-nosed one), don't be so mean. Already don't make me suffer. As you see, I am wanting you now. That's why you can't like me. Chorus Honey, don't be so forgetful. Already don't make me suffer. It must be because you're not in love Or because this is your way of loving. Chorus Honey, don't be so haughty. Already don't make me suffer. As you see, I am giving you my life. That's why you can't love me. Chorus |
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Marieta Estribillo:Marieta, no seas coqueta, Porque los hombres son muy malos. Prometen muchos regalos, Y lo que dan son puros palos. Su mamá dijo a Marieta, Deja ya la pretensión. Déjate crecer el pelo, Y el vestido tan rabón. Porque la mujer que tiene El vestido tan cortito. Cuando llega si a agacharse, Se le mira muy bonito. Estribillo La Marieta fue a un mandado Que su mamá le encargó, Pero estando en el mercado A su novio se encontró. Cuando regresó a su casa, Su mamita le pegó, Por poquito del mandado En la calle lo perdió. Estribillo A la pobre de Marieta se Le quemo el delantal, Y si no lo_apaga pronto, La quemada que se da. La Marieta fue a los toros. Su mamá no lo sabía, Porque andaba de coqueta Con los de caballería. Estribillo |
Translation by Rudy Ulibarri-Seidel, 4 May 2004 Chorus:Marieta don't be coquetish, Because the men are very mean. They promise many gifts, And then they hit you with sticks. Her mother said to Marieta, Dispense with the pretentions. Let your hair grow longer And your dress is too short. Because who wears Her dress so short When she bends over, It surely looks pretty. Chorus Marieta went on an errand On which her mother sent her, But while she was in the market, She encountered her sweetheart. When she returned home, Her mother hit her Because the thing for which she went, In the streets she lost it. Chorus Alas for poor Marieta, Her apron caught on fire. And if she doesn't quench it quickly, Such a burn she will get. Marieta went to the bullfight. Her mother didn't know about it. Because she was being coquetish With the horse men (cowboys). Chorus |