Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bajo El Cielo De Morelia, artist - Los Tigres Del Norte. Album song Carrera Contra La Muerte, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.1983
Record label: Fonovisa
Song language: Spanish
Bajo El Cielo De Morelia(original) |
Una mañana de marzo |
En la central de morelia |
Rompi el boleto a lo macho |
Que saque pa la frontera |
Nomas de ver tan precioso |
Al cielo azul de mi tierra |
Despues oi una campana |
Que estaba llamando a misa |
La catedral moreliana |
Joya tarsaca y castiza |
Vio que una mujer rezaba |
Sin consuelo en su carita |
Era mi guare maria |
Que por mi rezaba un credo |
Hasta lloro de alegria |
Cuando le dije me quedo |
En esta tierra mi divina |
Bajo su precioso cielo |
Me miraban sus ojitos |
Mi guare creia un milagro |
Despues nos fuimos camino |
A dar una vuelta al lago |
Y cuando andaba en jalitxio |
Se me olvido el otro lado |
Bajo el cielo de morelia |
Ninguno se ha muerto de hambre |
Aqui me quedo en mi tierra |
Muy cerquita de mi madre |
Y de mi guare maria |
Nunca vuelvo a separarme |
Adios lindo san francisco |
Los angeles y chicago |
Me quedo en el paraiso |
Que tanto habia despreciado |
Al cabo no me hice rico |
Cuando anduve de mojado |
By Felipe De la Fuente |
(translation) |
one morning in march |
In the central of Morelia |
I tore up the ticket to the macho |
That I take out for the border |
Nomas of seeing so precious |
To the blue sky of my land |
Then I heard a bell |
who was calling mass |
The Morelian Cathedral |
Tarsaca and castiza jewel |
He saw a woman praying |
No consolation in her little face |
It was my guare maria |
That a creed prayed for me |
I even cry with joy |
When I told him I stay |
In this land my divine |
under your beautiful sky |
His little eyes looked at me |
My guare believed a miracle |
After we went on our way |
To go around the lake |
And when she was in jalitxio |
I forgot the other side |
Under the sky of Morelia |
None have starved |
Here I stay in my land |
very close to my mother |
And from my guare maria |
I never part again |
Goodbye beautiful San Francisco |
los angeles and chicago |
I stay in paradise |
that I had despised so much |
In the end I didn't get rich |
When I was wet |
By Felipe De la Fuente |