Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song María la Bandida, artist - José Alfredo Jiménez. Album song Aires de México, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 19.08.2018
Record label: Universal Digital Enterprises
Song language: Spanish
María 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 |