Lyrics of La Cruda - ANTONIO AGUILAR

La Cruda (original)

Hoy les voy a describir
Antes de poder morir
A los que quieran oir
Que espantosa es una cruda
Se te arruga el corazon
La cabeza te revienta
Das aliento de dragon
Se te quema la garganta
Y por si eso fuera poco
D’ce te vieja te regana
Ora Viejo barrigon
Ya perdiste la verguenza
Ahora quieres de pilon
Que te cure ya la panza
T’urge ya tu menudito
Sino estamos en bonanza
Todo te lo echas de alcohol
La quincena no me alcanza
Eso dice la vieja
Hay diocito si borracho te ofendi
En la cruda me sales debiendo
«Mis hermanos… !
yo conozco todos
Los resumideros de mexico y mexico
De todas partes, sigan mis consejos
Ahi les voy… fijense bien… ahi les voy»
Yo les quiero sugerir
Si se quieren divertir
Una que otra pulqueria
Pa’que salga mas barato
Cuando mas picado estoy
Voy a los siete compadres
A los sabios sin estudios
A las glorias de gahona
A la hija de los apaches
Y ademas mencionare
Uno de muchos plumajes
Que por cierto ya cerraron
Pues habia libertinaje
Dicen que iban muchas rorras
Pero eran muy ponedoras
La pulqueria se llamaba
Me acuerdo!
me acuerdo
… las licuadoras
Habia pleitos a todas horas
Un relajo aquel que bonito
Se ponia… pero hay, ya, yay…
Hay diocito si borracho te ofendi
En lacruda me sales debiendo
«Hay mis cuates… hay
Pero yo se un consejo
Ustedes enojensele a la vieja
Fijense los resultados… fijense
Ahi voy… consejo sano
Consejo fuerte»
Oigan cuates por favor
Pongame mucha atencion
Cuando falten asu casa
Pintensen un gran moreton
Haganse los enojados
Echenle culpa a la poli
Desnse dos o tres gatasos
En medio de las quijadas
Que se vean muy maltratados
Pa’que la vieja se apure
Se le ablande el corazon
Les diga…"Mi papacito…
Perdoname ya el corton
Al cabo nada me importa
Yo le hare a lavanderia
Chamberare de noche y dia
Pero no te vayas mi alma
No dejes a tu viejita
Chambeare toda la vida
Porque me haces muy feliz
Eres lo mejor del mundo
Para eso de los amores
Papacito, aunque sea en petate duro
Todo me sabe a melon
Pero viejo te lo pido
Te lo pido por favor…
Papacito de mi vida por piedad
Soy tu vieja siguete emborrachando!"
Se los dije yo gane!

(translation)

Today I am going to describe
Before I can die
To those who want to hear
How frightening is a hangover
Your heart is wrinkled
your head is busting
You give dragon breath
your throat burns
And as if that were not enough
D'ce you old scolds you
Pray old paunch
You already lost your shame
Now you want pilon
Let your belly heal now
T'urge now your little
Otherwise we are in bonanza
You take everything from alcohol
The fortnight is not enough for me
That says the old
There is a god if drunk I offended you
In the raw you leave me owing
"My brothers… !
I know everyone
The drains of mexico and mexico
From everywhere, follow my advice
Here I go... look closely... here I go»
I want to suggest
If they want to have fun
One or another pulqueria
So that it comes out cheaper
when i'm stung
I go to the seven compadres
To the wise without studies
To the glories of gahona
To the daughter of the Apaches
And I will also mention
One of many plumages
Which by the way they already closed
Well there was debauchery
They say that there were many rorras
But they were very laying
The pulqueria was called
I remember!
I remember
… the blenders
There were lawsuits at all hours
A relaxation that beautiful
It was put… but there, ya, yay…
There is a god if drunk I offended you
In lacruda you owe me
"There are my friends... there are
But I know a tip
You guys get mad at the old lady
Look at the results… look
Here I go… sound advice
strong advice»
Hey guys please
Pay close attention to me
when they miss home
Paint a big bruise
act angry
blame the cops
Lay down two or three cats
In the middle of the jaws
They look very abused
So that the old woman hurry up
Your heart softens
I told them..."My daddy...
Forgive me for the short
After all, nothing matters to me
I will do the laundry
Chamberare night and day
But don't go my soul
Don't leave your old lady
I will chambear my whole life
because you make me very happy
You're the best in the world
For that of the loves
Papacito, even if it's in a hard bag
Everything tastes like melon
But old man I ask you
I ask you please…
Papacito of my life for mercy
I'm your old lady keep getting drunk!"
I told you I won!