Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Juana La Traicionera, artist - Los Tigres Del Norte. Album song El Cheque, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Record label: Los Tigres Del Norte
Song language: Spanish
Juana La Traicionera(original) |
Para empezar a cantar |
Primero pido un suspiro |
Nomas pensando en tu amor |
Que me echaste al olvido |
Juanita era muy bonita |
No se le podia negar |
Pero mato a su marido |
Por amar la libertad |
Ya estando jose dormido |
La cobija le saco |
Y en la mediacion del pecho |
Tres puñaladas le dio |
Despues que ella lo mato |
Se agachaba y le decia |
Ya te moriste jose |
Era lo que yo queria |
Le revisaron la casa |
Como dispuso la ley |
Le hallaron una pistola |
Y una navaja de muelle |
La llevaron a la carcel |
Juana con mucho placer |
Toda la gente decia |
Ay que valor de mujer! |
El juez primero le dice |
Juanita que es lo que has hecho |
Es muy preciso que yo |
Te castigue lo malhecho |
El juez segundo le dice |
Juana dime la verdad |
Al cabos no te castigo |
Ahi dios te castigara |
Ya con esta me despide |
Por las cumbres de una higuera |
Aqui se acaban los versos |
De juana la traicionera |
(translation) |
to start singing |
First I ask for a sigh |
Just thinking about your love |
that you threw me into oblivion |
Juanita was very pretty |
She couldn't be denied |
But he killed her husband |
for loving freedom |
already being jose asleep |
I take the blanket off |
And in the middle of the chest |
Three stab wounds she gave him |
after she killed him |
She crouched down and told him |
you died jose |
It was what I wanted |
they searched the house |
as provided by law |
They found a gun |
And a switchblade knife |
They took her to jail |
Joan with great pleasure |
all the people said |
Oh, what a woman's worth! |
The judge first tells you |
Juanita, what have you done? |
It is very precise that I |
You punish the wrongdoing |
The second judge tells him |
Joan tell me the truth |
After all I don't punish you |
Oh god will punish you |
With this he fires me |
Through the tops of a fig tree |
Here the verses end |
Of Juana the treacherous |