Obertura Mexicana

Lola is from Sinaloa
Amalia is from Michoacan
Lucha is from Chihuahua
The three are Mexican
And they were born to sing
Beautiful is to have been born
In my little town El Rosario
And lovely to have lived
With the miners from my neighborhood
My beloved 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
I was born among cotton fields
I grew up among alfalfa
And among the walnut trees
Ay, ay, ay
I admire my people
For being tenacious, honorable
Honest, and decent
Ay, ay, ay
I admire my people
For being brave, loyal
Fighters, and brave
Mexican women, luckily, yes sirs
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 up as a Chinese today
And the sun dressed up as a charro
To dance this tune 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, sirs
Sounds so beautiful
With Lucha, Amalia, and Lola
With Lola, Amalia, and Lucha
The ranchera song, sirs
Sounds so beautiful
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 mezcal from the palm
And I sang and danced with the band
And my soul got 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 with 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 they were 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'm 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 enjoys love
Mexican music
Will be close
To those who left
To those who haven't left yet
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 enjoys love
Mexican music
Will be close
To those who left
To those who haven't left yet
And to those who will come