Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Maria la Bandida, artist - José Alfredo Jiménez. Date of issue: 31.10.2017
Song language: Spanish
Maria la Bandida(original) |
| …que trae en su historia la ley de la vida |
| Éste es el corrido de una hembra preciosa |
| Que todos conocen como «La Bandida» |
| No sabe ni entiende de cosas de amores |
| Sus ojos grandotes no expresan cariño |
| Quién sabe si tuvo muchas decepciones |
| Quién sabe lo negro que fue su destino |
| María, María, María La Bandida |
| Su pelo sedoso refleja la muerte |
| Y en sus labios rojos hay una mentira |
| Con ella se gana o se pierde la vida: |
| Por algo le llaman, María La Bandida |
| María, María, María La Bandida |
| No tiene la culpa de ser tan bonita: |
| Las hembras la envidian, la siguen los hombres |
| Le gustan los gallos, le gusta el tequila |
| Pero más le gusta romper corazones |
| Tal vez con el tiempo se entregue a la buena |
| Tal vez con el tiempo su orgullo se doble |
| Hay quien le haya visto llorando una pena |
| Y el llanto en la vida es de gente noble |
| María, María, María La Bandida |
| Su pelo sedoso refleja la muerte |
| Y en sus labios rojos hay una mentira |
| Con ella se gana o se pierde la vida: |
| Por algo le llaman, María La Bandida |
| (translation) |
| …that brings in its history the law of life |
| This is the corrido of a beautiful female |
| That everyone knows as "La Bandida" |
| She does not know or understand things about love |
| Her big eyes do not express affection |
| Who knows if she had many disappointments |
| Who knows how black his fate was |
| Maria, Maria, Maria La Bandida |
| Her silky hair reflects death |
| And on her red lips there is a lie |
| With it you win or lose life: |
| They call her María La Bandida for a reason |
| Maria, Maria, Maria La Bandida |
| She is not to blame for being so pretty: |
| Her females envy her, men follow her |
| She likes cocks, she likes tequila |
| But she more she likes to break hearts |
| Maybe in time she will give herself to the good |
| Maybe in time his pride in her will double |
| There are those who have seen him crying a pity |
| And the crying in life is from noble people |
| Maria, Maria, Maria La Bandida |
| Her silky hair reflects death |
| And on her red lips there is a lie |
| With it you win or lose life: |
| They call her María La Bandida for a reason |