Me Sacaron Del Tenampa
Ramón Ayala Y Sus Bravos Del Norte
They took me out of Tenampa
Ah, how many times have they taken me out of Tenampa
Already very drunk and with a lump in his throat
I go down the street singing my songs
And the mariachis are hot on my heels
I asked them for twenty, thirty or five thousand songs
And they sang to me I fell from the cloud
I rolled, screamed and cried with feeling
They reminded me of a love I once had
In Tenampa many things are remembered
And the mariachis are the masters, yes, gentlemen
You drink four, five, twenty or thirty drinks
And the songs remind you of your loves
Ah, how many times have they taken me out of Tenampa
Already very drunk and with a lump in his throat
I go down the street singing my songs
And the mariachis are hot on my heels
I asked them for twenty, thirty or five thousand songs
And they sang to me I fell from the cloud
I rolled, screamed and cried with feeling
They reminded me of a love I once had
In Tenampa many things are remembered
And the mariachis are the masters, yes, gentlemen
You drink four, five, twenty or thirty drinks
And the songs remind you of your loves
