Corrido de Lucio Vazquez

The peacocks flew
Heading to the wet mountain they killed Lucio Vazquez
For a young woman he loved

The peacocks flew
Heading to the wet mountain they killed Lucio Vazquez
For a young woman he loved

At nine o'clock at night
Lucio was already having dinner and some friends arrived
To invite him to a fandango

At nine o'clock at night
Lucio was already having dinner and some friends arrived
To invite him to a fandango

His mother told him
Son of my heart don't go my dear son
Beware of betrayal, my heart tells me

Don't cry, dear mother
Your crying makes me suffer because I'm going to see the ungrateful one
The one who knows I love so much

Don't cry, dear mother
Your crying makes me suffer because I'm going to see the ungrateful one
The one who knows I love so much

They saddled the horses
Heading to the wet mountain but Lucio didn't know
The betrayal that awaited him

They saddled the horses
Heading to the wet mountain but Lucio didn't know
The betrayal that awaited him

When they arrived at the dance
Everyone was dancing, the ungrateful one was there too
The one Lucio loved so much

When they arrived at the dance
Everyone was dancing, the ungrateful one was there too
The one Lucio loved so much

They offered him some drinks
Which he didn't want to accept, they started arguing
And ended up fighting

They offered him some drinks
Which he didn't want to accept, they started arguing
And ended up fighting

They gave him three stabs
From the back to the heart as his mother said
He was killed in betrayal

They gave him three stabs
From the back to the heart as his mother said
He was killed in betrayal

The three who stabbed him
Sat down to smoke, laughing
Hearing Lucio moan

The three who stabbed him
Sat down to smoke, laughing
Hearing Lucio moan

The three who stabbed him
Went towards the pasture, walking very slowly
The three cleaning their steel

The three who stabbed him
Went towards the pasture, walking very slowly
The three cleaning their steel

The peacocks flew
Heading to the wet mountain they killed Lucio Vazquez
For a young woman he loved

The peacocks flew
Heading to the wet mountain they killed Lucio Vazquez
For a young woman he loved