Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tambien las Mujeres Pueden, artist - Jenni Rivera. Album song 17 Exitos, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 14.08.1995
Record label: Cintas Acuario
Song language: Spanish
Tambien las Mujeres Pueden(original) |
Cuando se enojan son fieras |
esas caritas hermosas, |
Y con pistola en la mano |
se vuelven repeligrosa, |
Con un motor muy rugiente |
llegaron quemando llanta, |
En una trocona Blanca |
pero la traian sin placas, |
Dos Muchachas que venian |
del barrio de Tiera Blanca, |
En el restauran Durango |
de la puente California, |
Tres muchachas esperavan |
prosedentes desde Colombia, |
Ahi quedaron de verse |
con las dos de Sinaloa, |
Todas vestian de vaquero |
con chamara de vaqueta, |
Tambien cargaban pistola |
devajo de la chaqueta, |
Mucho dinero el la bolsa |
y muy buenas camionetas. |
Se sentaron todas juntas |
en una mesa tomavan, |
Y se metian al vaño |
y andavan reaseleradas, |
Yo las vi cuando salian |
con la carita bien polviada, |
Por lo que pude entenderles |
algo alegavan entre ellas, |
Creo que de villetes falsos |
y que mentaban la hierva, |
Pero se ablaban en clave |
para que nadie entendiera, |
Depronto se oyen disparos |
unas mujeres caian, |
«Las tres eran Colombianas» |
lo dijo la policia, |
Y las dos de Sinaloa |
a Tierra Blanca volvian, |
Tambien las mujeren |
aunque nos duela aseptarlo, |
Lo digo aqui y donde quieran |
porque pude comprobarlo, |
Que como un hombre se mueren |
eso no ahi que dudarlo. |
(translation) |
When they get angry they are fierce |
those beautiful faces, |
And with a gun in his hand |
they become dangerous, |
With a very roaring engine |
They arrived burning tires |
In a white trocona |
but they brought her without plates, |
Two girls who came |
from the Tiera Blanca neighborhood, |
In the restaurant Durango |
of the California bridge, |
three girls waiting |
coming from Colombia, |
There they were to see each other |
with the two from Sinaloa, |
They all dressed as cowboys |
with leather jacket, |
They also carried a pistol |
under the jacket, |
a lot of money in the bag |
and very good trucks. |
They all sat together |
on a tomavan table, |
And they got into the bathroom |
and they were reassigned, |
I saw them when they came out |
with a well dusted face, |
As far as I could understand them |
something argued between them, |
I think fake villetes |
and who minted the grass, |
But they spoke in code |
so that no one would understand, |
Suddenly shots are heard |
some women fell, |
“The three were Colombians” |
the police said so, |
And the two from Sinaloa |
to Tierra Blanca they returned, |
women too |
although it hurts us to accept it, |
I say it here and wherever you want |
because I was able to check it, |
That like a man they die |
That is not there to doubt it. |