HISS-Fans Texte: Mexicali

Señor Blues is what they call him,
way down Mexicali way.
Señoritas fallin' for him,
with the hope that he would stay.
By the time that they love him,
Señor Blues done gone away.

Well he's tall and good lookin'
and he always knows just what to say.
Yeah he's tall and good lookin'
and he always knows just what to say.
By the time that they love him,
Señor Blues done gone away.

Ay ay ay, I don't know why!
Ay ay ay, I'm a wandering guy!
Ay ay ay, with no one girl to lay my head by.

A la feria de San Marcos del mérito Aguascalientes
van llegando los valientes con su gallo copetón.
Y lo traen bajo del brazo al sonar de la partida
pa' jugarse hasta la vida con la fe en un espolón.

Linda la pelea de gallos con su público bravero,
con sus chorros de dinero y los gritos del gritón.
Retozandonos el gusto no se sienten ni las horas
con tequila y cantadoras que son puro corazón!

Ay, fiesta bonita!,
Hasta el alma grita
con todas sus fuerzas:
¡Viva Aguascalientes!
¡Viva!
¡Que su feria es un primor!

Amor perdido, si como dicen es cierto
que vives dichosa sin mi.
Sigue dichosa, quizá otros brazos
te den la fortuna que yo no te di.

Hoy me convenzo, que por tu parte
nunca fuiste mía ni yo para ti
ni tú para mi, ni yo para ti,
todo fue un juego, no mas que en la apuesta
yo puse y perdi.

Fue un juego y yo perdi, esa es mi suerte,
pago porque soy buen jugador.
Tu vives mas feliz, esa es tu suerte,
que mas pueda decirte un trovador.

Sigue tranquila, no es necesario que
cuando tú pases me digas adios.
No estoy herido, y por mi madre
que no me aborrezco ni guardo rencor.

Por el contrario, junto contigo le doy
un aplauso al placer y al amor...
que viva el placer, que viva el amor.
Ahora soy libre, quiero a quien me quiera
¡que viva el amor!

I'm writing a song all about you,
a true song, as real as my tears.
But you've no need to fear it 'cause no one will hear it,
sad songs and waltzes ain't selling this year.

I'll tell all about how you cheated
I'd like for the whole world to hear
I'd like to get even with you 'cause you're leavin'
But sad songs and waltzes ain't selling this year

It's a good thing that I'm not a star,
you don't know how lucky you are
Though my record may say it, no one will play it
Sad songs and waltzes ain't selling this year

It's a good thing that I'm not a star,
you don't know how lucky you are
Though my record may say it, no one will play it
Sad songs and waltzes ain't selling this year

But you've no need to fear it 'cause no one will hear it
Sad songs and waltzes ain't selling this year

Sittin' on a bencho, waitin' for the teco guacamole
Carne con frijole', carne con frijole...
Waitin' for the sun to shine, hopin' for the chicken yakisoba
Hope there's some left over, hope there's some left over

Ay, mami, qué está haciendo, dónde va?
Ay, papi, no sé, pero vete ya!
Even when the pompan takin' on a holey, guacamole

Samarranch, Havelange, Copa Mundo, UEFA de la FIFA
Just like Queen Latifah, hope she got some reefah
Solitaire, happiness, joie de vivre just' a like Lola
Hope she' there sola, hope she' there sola

Ay, mami, qué está haciendo, dónde va?
Ay, papi, no sé, pero vete ya!
Even when the pompan takin' escabeche, café con leche!

Vamos a comer a lo de Beto, que nos hizo guacamole!
Carne con frijole', carne con frijole'!
Cuchufrito, habichuela, hot tamale, trucha al escabeche,
Con café con leche, con café con leche...
Chimichurri, zucundún con chequendengue, Caraguatatuba
Y uma caipiruva, y uma caipiruva...
Un poquito de manteca, cuatro cucharada e' milanesa
Queso con frambuesa, pongan bien la mesa!

Boca Juniors, River Plate, Chacarita, Diego Maradona
Diego no perdona, Diego no perdona
Solitaire, happiness, joie de vivre, just a like a Lola
Hope she there a sola, hope she there a sola...

Ay, mami que esta haciendo, donde va?
Ay, papi, no sé, pero vete ya!
Even when the pompan takin' on a lilly
Don't be so silly

Guacamole, si Señor!

Flor silvestre y campesina, flor sencilla y natural
nadie te cree una flor fina por vivir junto al nopal.
No eres rosa, no eres lírio, mucho menos flor de lís.
Tu perfume es mi martirio Y con él me haces feliz.

Solo tú mi flor silvestre
Hubo en la tierra un amor
Nunca supo de la suerte
Y sí mucho del dolor.

Flor humilde, flor del campo, que engalanas el zarzal,
yo te brindo a tí mi canto, florecita angelical.
Mientras duermes en el suelo te protege el matorral
y el cardillo y cornizuelo forma tu valla nupcial.

Siempre has sido mi esperanza
Linda flor espiritual
Yo te he dado mi confianza
Florecita del zarzal.

Solo a ti mi flor silvestre

Mujer yo te conozco como la palma de mi mano
yo sé que me amas y en ti yo estaré.

Mujer yo te conozco como la palma de mi mano
todo mi cariño yo te brindaré.

Mujer yo te conozco como la palma de mi mano
y solo Dios sabe sin ti no hay amor

Mujer yo te ofrezco todo un cielo estrellado
no dejes mi vida mi amor por el de él.

Mujer yo te conozco como la palma de mi mano.

No te asombres si te digo lo que fuiste
Una ingrata con mi pobre corazón
Porque el fuego de tus lindos ojos negros
Alumbraron el camino de otro amor

Y pensar que te adoraba ciegamente
Que a tu lado como nunca me sentí
Y por esas cosas raras de la vida
Sin el beso de tu boca yo me vi

Amor de mis amores alma mía que me hiciste?
Que no puedo consolar me sin poder me contemplar
Ya pagaste mal mi cariño tan sincero
Sólo conseguirá que no te nombre nunca más

Amor de mis amores si dejaste de querer me
No hay cuidado que la gente de esto no se enterará
Que gano con decir que tu amor cambió mi suerte
Se burlarán de mi que nadie sepa mi sufrir.

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
And I showed the clouds
how to cover up a clear blue sky.
And the tears I cried for that woman
are gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.

Well I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
And it tore me up every time I heard
her drawl, southern drawl.
But then I heard my dream was back
downstream cavortin' in Davenport,
And I followed you, Big River, when you called.

Then you took me on to St. Louis later on (down the river).
A freighter said she's been here
but she's gone, boy, she's gone.
I found her trail in Memphis,
but she just walked up the block.
She raised a few eyebrows and then
she went on down alone.

Now, won't you batter on down to Baton Rouge,
River Queen, roll it on.
Now take that woman on down
to New Orleans, New Orleans.
Go on, I've had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf.
She loves you, Big River, more than me.

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry.
And I showed the clouds
how to cover up a clear blue sky.
And the tears I cried for that woman
are gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.

Por alto esté el cielo en el mundo,
por hondo que esté el mar profundo;
no habrá una barrera en el mundo,
que un amor profundo no pueda romper.

Amor es el pan de la vida,
amor es la copa divina;
amor es un algo sin nombre,
que obsesiona un hombre por una mujer.

Estoy obsesionado contigo,
y el mundo es testigo de mi frenesí;
y por más que se oponga el destino,
serás para mí.

Salieron de San Isidro, procedentes de Tijuana
Traian las llantas del carro repletas de hierba mala

Eran Emilio Varela y Camelia la tejana
Pasaron por San Clemente los paró la inmigración
Les pidió sus documentos, les dijo...¿De donde son?
Ella era de San Antonio, una hembra de corazón

Cuando una hembra quiere a un hombre
por él puede dar la vida
Pero hay que tener cuidado si esa hembra se siente herida
La traición y el contrabando son cosas incompartidas

A Los Angeles llegaron, pa' Hollywood se pasaron
En un callejón oscuro las cuatro llantas cambiaron
Ahí entregaron la hierba y al momento les pagaron.

Emilio dice a Camelia hoy te das por despedida
Con la parte que te toca tu puedes rehacer tu vida
Yo me voy pa' San Francisco con la dueña de mi vida

Sonaron siete balazos, Camelia a Emilio mataba
La policia solo halló una pistola tirada
Del dinero y de Camelia nunca más se supo nada.

Ships go out, see them every day
ships go out, watch them sail away
on the decks I see my smiling friends
Ships go out but they never do come in

Ships go out, watch them disappear
ships go out, they leave me standing here
I don't know is that where life begins
Ships go out but they never do come in

Life is cheap it never seems to last
Life is free it seems to go to fast
On the shore I tell the idle wind
Ships go out but they never do come in

Ships go out onto the sea so high
Ships go out beneath an endless sky
On the shore is where their stories end
Ships go out but they never do come in

Now I'm a fellow with a heart of gold
the ways of a gentleman I've been told,
the kind of a guy that wouldn't even harm a flea.
But if me and a certain character met
that guy that invented that cigarette
I'd murder that son of a gun in a first degree.

Now it ain't because I don't smoke myself
I don't reckon they can harm my health,
smoked them all my life and I ain't dead yet.
But nicotine slaves are all the same
at a pettin’ party or a poker game:
everythin's gotta stop when they have that cigarette

Ref.:
Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette,
puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death,
tell St Peter at the Golden Gate
that you hate to make him wait
but you just gotta have that cigarette

Now at a game of chance the other night,
ol' Dame Fortune was a doin' me right,
kings and queens just kept on comin' round.
Now I had a full and I betted high
but my bluff didn't work on a certain guy,
he just kept on raisin' and layin' that money down

Now he'd raise me and I'd raise him
and I sweated blood I had to sink or swim.
He finally called and then didn't raise the bet.
I said “aces full pal, how about you?”
He said “I'll tell you in a minute or two
but right now I gotta have another cigarette.”

Ref.

Now the other night I had a date
with the cutest girl in the fifty states,
a highbred up-town social little dame.
She said she loved me and it seemed to me
that things were just like they oughta be
and hand in hand we strolled down Lover's Lane.

She looked oh so nice with her bedroom eyes
and the pettin' party was a goin' real nice.
Heaven help me and I think I'd been there yet
So I gave her a hug and a little squeeze
but she just said “excuse me please
I just gotta have another cigarette.”

Ref.

Siboney, yo te quiero, yo me muero por tu amor.
Siboney, en tu boca la miel puso su dulzor.
Ven a mi que te quiero
y que todo tesoro es solo para mi.
Siboney, al arrullo de la calma pienso en ti.

Siboney, de mis sueños si no oyes la queja de mi voz.
Siboney, si no vienes me moriré de amor.
Siboney, de mis sueños te espero con ansias en mi caney.
Porque tú eres el sueño de mi amor, Siboney.

Oye el eco de mi canto de cristal.

Siboney, de mis sueños si no oyes la queja de mi voz.
Siboney, si no vienes me moriré de amor.
Siboney, de mis sueños te espero con ansias en mi caney.
Porque tú eres el sueño de mi amor, Siboney.

Oye el eco de mi canto de cristal.
No se pierda por el camino manigual.

It's late and she's waiting
and I know I should go home
but every time I start to leave
they play another song.
And someone buys another round
whenever drinks are free,
what's made Milwaukee famous
has made a fool out of me.

Babys begged me not to go so many times before.
She said love and happiness
can't live behind those swinging doors.
Nows she's gone and I'm to blame
to late I finally see:
what's made Milwaukee famous
has made a loser out of me

What's made Milwaukee famous
has made a loser out of me