
Date of issue: 06.09.2012
Song language: Spanish
Carga Ladeada(original) |
Venia rengueando la yegua |
Traía la carga ladeada |
Iban sorteando los pinos |
Por la sierra de Chihuahua |
Yo no se pa´ donde iría |
La verdad yo no se nada |
Ya tenían muchos delitos |
Y los tenían exhortados |
Les achacaban el robo |
De un hospital en Durango |
También de varios secuestros |
Y el asalto de tres bancos |
Se oyeron unas descargas |
No pude llevar la cuenta |
En la rivera del conchos |
Cantaba una M 60 |
Cacareaba una R 15 |
Y distintas metralletas |
Había llovido en la sierra |
Se esperaba una creciente |
Ahi murió Juan el grande |
Pero defendio a su gente |
Hizo pasar a la yegua |
Y también mato al teniente |
El rojo no estaba manco |
En el río se hecho un clavado |
Lo llevaban esposado |
Un sargento y dos soldados |
Dijo que iba a beber agua |
Y se les volvió pescado |
Los que llevaban la yegua |
Tenían valor y talento |
Se escondieron en Camargo |
Junto con su cargamento |
Los soldados por la sierra |
Buscaban a Juan sarmiento |
Quisiera aclarar el rollo |
Pero me esta prohibido |
Porque hay muchos allá arriba |
Que se sienten ofendidos |
Primero incuban el huevo |
(translation) |
The mare came limping |
He brought the load askew |
They were dodging the pines |
Through the mountains of Chihuahua |
I don't know where I would go |
The truth is I don't know anything |
They already had many crimes |
And they had them exhorted |
They blamed them for the theft |
From a hospital in Durango |
Also several kidnappings |
And the robbery of three banks |
Some discharges were heard |
I couldn't keep track |
On the banks of the conchos |
He sang an M 60 |
He was cackling an R 15 |
And different submachine guns |
It had rained in the mountains |
It was expected a growing |
There died John the great |
But he defended his people |
He made the mare pass |
And I also kill the lieutenant |
The red was not one-armed |
In the river a dive was made |
they took him handcuffed |
A sergeant and two soldiers |
He said that he was going to drink water |
And they became fish |
Those who carried the mare |
They had courage and talent |
They hid in Camargo |
Along with your cargo |
The soldiers by the mountain |
They were looking for Juan Sarmiento |
I would like to clarify the roll |
But it is forbidden to me |
because there are many up there |
that they feel offended |
First they incubate the egg |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Buena Amiga | 2015 |
Las Curvas de la Borrada | 2012 |
Arbol de la Horca | 2012 |
Clave 7 | 2012 |
El Perdedor | 2015 |
Morire Esperando | 2015 |