Me Sacaron Del Tenampa

What happened there, my people?

How many times have they taken me out of the Tenampa
Already very drunk and with a lump in my throat
I walk down the street, singing my songs
And the mariachis, are stepping on my heels

I asked for 20, 30 or five thousand songs
And they sang Me Caí de la Nube
I rolled around, shouted, sang with feeling
They reminded me of a love I had before

And in the Tenampa many things are remembered
And the mariachis, are the masters and lords
You have four, five, 20 or 30 drinks
And the songs remind me of their loves

Ay, ay, ay

I asked for 20, 30 or five thousand songs
And they sang Me Caí de la Nube
I rolled around, shouted, sang with feeling
They reminded me of a love I had before

In the Tenampa many things are remembered
And the mariachis, are the masters and lords
You have four, five, 20 or 30 drinks
And the songs remind me of their loves