Obertura Mexicana

Lola is from Sinaloa
Amalia is from Michoacan
Lucha is from Chihuahua
The three are Mexican
And born to sing
Beautiful is to have been born
In my little town of Rosario
And lovely to have lived
With the miners from my neighborhood
My land, I love you
And bless you daily
I'm from Huetamo, I'm luckier
Than a green four-leaf clover
That's why I sing between laughter and tears
And the feeling is what comes out of me
Of my loves, of my pains
Only God knows, but here I am
Singing with all my soul
Because singing soothes any
pain
I'm from Camargo
Born among cotton fields
I grew up among alfalfa
And among walnut trees
Oh, oh, oh
I admire my people
For being tenacious, honorable
Honest and decent
Oh, oh, oh
I admire my people
For being brave, loyal
Fighter and brave
Mexican women, fortunately, yes sir
Lola, Amalia, and Lucha sing
And raise the song
And throughout the whole world
Rancher love parades
And stirs up passion
Three women, three ladies, three loves
The three sing and enchant
Until the moon and the sun
She dressed as a Chinese today
And the sun dressed as a charro
To dance this song for us
Lola is from Sinaloa
Amalia is from Michoacan
Lucha is from Chihuahua
And the three are Mexican
Lola is from Sinaloa
Amalia is from Michoacan
Lucha is from Chihuahua
And the three are Mexican
With Lucha, Amalia, and Lola
With Lola, Amalia, and Lucha
The ranchera song, gentlemen
How beautiful it sounds
With Lucha, Amalia, and Lola
With Lola, Amalia, and Lucha
The ranchera song, gentlemen
How beautiful it sounds
The mariachi the other day
Gave me a tequila with lemon
He gave it to me in a little jug
And it tasted much better
Lola the other day
Gave me a palm mezcal
And I sang and danced with the band
And my soul stirred up
Amalia the other day gave me
A jug with charanda
And I got drunk up to the rooster
I had in my throat
Lucha the other day
Gave me sotol, her liquor
And I sang with Jorge and Pedro
With Javier and Vicente
Jorge said I'm pure Mexican
Pedro let out his best cry of joy
And Javier sang more beautifully that day
And Vicente said move aside, here I go
The mariachi is from Cocula...
Lola is from Sinaloa
Amalia is from Michoacan
Lucha is from Chihuahua
The three are Mexican
And born to sing
Ah! How beautiful are the songs of my land
Every time I sing them
It feels like I'm in the countryside
Thanking God
For the gift of being born
And for what I have received
Thanks to my humble voice
Before I was born, I was already singing
My mother told me one day
That I sang to her in the womb
And I have lived life like this
God and my dear mother
And the songs are my faith
When I sing, I am praying to the sky
And the mariachi from my land
Accompanies me in my prayer
In the land, the songs
Are blessings from heaven
And singing, I pray
Mexican music
Is the most beautiful
It cheers up hearts
And invites you to love
Mexican music
Is the most beautiful
It revives the soul
And love enjoys
Mexican music
Will be close
To those who have gone
To those who have not yet left
And to those who will come
Mexican music
Is the most beautiful
It cheers up hearts
And invites you to love
Mexican music
Is the most beautiful
It revives the soul
And love enjoys
Mexican music
Will be close
To those who have gone
To those who have not yet left
And to those who will come