Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Cura, artist - Los Tigres Del Norte. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: Spanish
El Cura(original) |
| Yo tuve un gran compañero |
| K se dedicaba al polvo |
| El era de zacatecas |
| Donde se matan con todo |
| Traia su cuerno de chivo |
| Lo disparaba a lo tonto |
| A todos buscaba bronca |
| Cuando ya andaba tomado |
| Si yo ya soy del negocio |
| Soy primo de beto y caro |
| Se le soltaba la lengua |
| Por eso me lo encargarón |
| Me dieron la comisión |
| K yo mismo lo matara |
| Un dia lo lleve al panteón |
| Y le hice una tumba falsa |
| Lo mande al extranjero |
| Y le dije k no regresara |
| Como al año regreso |
| Del bello pais de italia |
| De cura se disfrazo |
| En la ciudad de tijuana |
| En el dia daba misa |
| Y en la noche se alocaba |
| Fui a la iglesia a confesarme |
| De todo lo k yo hago |
| A mi me encargan matarlos |
| Y cumplo con mi trabajo |
| Y reconoci esa voz |
| Pues aquel cura era falso |
| Me va a disculpar mi amigo |
| Y quitese la sotana |
| Lo k yo hice por usted |
| No es para k se burlara |
| La virgen pa’mi es bendita |
| Y la iglesia es sagrada |
| Saque mi pistola escuadra |
| Sin tenerle compasión |
| Y me lo lleve arrastrando |
| Otra vez hasta el panteón |
| Nomas le pegue 6 tiros |
| Y en su tumba se quedo |
| (translation) |
| I had a great partner |
| K was dedicated to the dust |
| He was from Zacatecas |
| where they kill each other with everything |
| He brought his goat horn |
| He shot it foolish |
| To all he looked for anger |
| When he was already drunk |
| If I am already in the business |
| I am a cousin of beto and expensive |
| He loosened his tongue |
| That's why they commissioned me |
| They gave me the commission |
| I myself will kill him |
| One day I took him to the pantheon |
| And I made him a fake grave |
| send it abroad |
| And I told him that he will not return |
| About a year back |
| From the beautiful country of Italy |
| He disguised himself as a priest |
| in the city of tijuana |
| On the day he gave mass |
| And at night he went crazy |
| I went to church to confess |
| Of everything I do |
| They order me to kill them |
| And I do my job |
| And I recognized that voice |
| Well, that priest was false |
| my friend will excuse me |
| And take off your cassock |
| What I did for you |
| It is not for k to make fun |
| The virgin pa'mi is blessed |
| And the church is sacred |
| Pull out my squad gun |
| without pity |
| And I took it dragging |
| Again to the pantheon |
| I just hit him 6 shots |
| And in his grave he stayed |