Corrido de Canenea Songtext

von Linda Ronstadt

Voy a dar un pormenor
De lo que a mã me ha pasado,
Que me han agarrado preso
Siendo un galla tan jugado.

Yo me fui para agua prieta
Y a las once de la noche
Me aprehendiã³ la policia.

Me aprehendieron los gendarmes
Al estilo americano,
Como un hombre de delito,
Todos con pistola en mano.

La cã¡rcel de cananea
Estã¡ situada en una mesa
Y en ella fui procesado
Por causa de mi torpeza.

Despedida no la doy
Porque no la traigo aquã
Se la deje al santo niño
Y al señor de mapimi.

Ballad of cananea

I'm going to detail
What happened to me,
That they have taken me prisoner
Being a well played rooster.
(even though i've been around and
Should have known better.)

I went to agua prieta
To see if i had a reputation there
And at 11: 00 at night
The police apprehended me.

They arrested me
In the american style,
As though i were a criminal
All of them with pistol in hand.

The jail of cananea
Is situated on a plateau
And in it i was processed
On account of my stupidity.

I give you no farewell
For i don't have it with me
Leave it to the holy child
And to the lord of mapimi.