Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cruz de Madera , by - Jenni Rivera. Release date: 14.03.2002
Song language: Spanish
Cruz de Madera(original) |
| Cuando al panteon ya me lleven no qiero llanto de nadie |
| Solo qe me esten cantando la cancion qe mas me agrade |
| El luto llevenlo dentro teñido con buena sangre |
| Este mundo es muy chiqito y yo lo anduve rodando |
| Por eso qiero me lleven con una banda tocando |
| Canten no lloren hermanos |
| Qe yo la he de estar gosando |
| Con ganas carnala Jenny |
| Y si al correr los años tu tumba esta abandonada |
| Y aqella cruz de madera ya la encuentran destrozada |
| Remarqen las inciales de aqella cruz olvidada |
| Junten la tierra y no olviden qe el qe muere ya no es nada |
| El unico consuelo qe me llevo |
| Qe entre el polvo vivi |
| Y al polvo regrese compadre |
| Amonos! |
| Adios mis seres qeridos |
| Bendiciones de mi madre |
| Adios tan lindas mujeres |
| Adios hermosos lugares |
| Canten y brinden mis padres |
| Ya terminaron mis males |
| Y si al correr los años tu tumba esta abandonada |
| Y aqella cruz de madera ya la encuentran destrozada |
| Remarqen las inciales de aqella cruz olvidada |
| Junten la tierra y no olviden qe el qe muere ya no es nada |
| (translation) |
| When they take me to the pantheon I don't want anyone crying |
| Only that they are singing me the song that I like the most |
| Carry mourning inside dyed with good blood |
| This world is very small and I've been rolling it |
| That's why I want to be taken with a band playing |
| Sing don't cry brothers |
| I have to be enjoying it |
| With desire carnala Jenny |
| And if, as the years go by, your grave is abandoned |
| And that wooden cross is already found destroyed |
| Remark the initials of that forgotten cross |
| Gather the earth and don't forget that he who dies is nothing |
| The only consolation that I take |
| I lived in the dust |
| And return to dust compadre |
| Let's love! |
| Goodbye my loved ones |
| Blessings from my mother |
| Goodbye so beautiful women |
| Goodbye beautiful places |
| Sing and toast my parents |
| my ills are over |
| And if, as the years go by, your grave is abandoned |
| And that wooden cross is already found destroyed |
| Remark the initials of that forgotten cross |
| Gather the earth and don't forget that he who dies is nothing |