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On Sunday She Gets Married

Banda San Miguel

El Domingo Se Casa

no me regañes madre mia
si ando borracho, no estes pensando que es por ella.
quiero que la banda me toque, toda la noche
y que me arrimen otras botellas.

hay que caray, con mi amigo ella se casa.
hay que caray, me engañó la muy ingrata.

madre si vienen a buscarme, y si te ruega
y si pregunta si ando tomando.
dile que me haya por las calles, que ando alegre
y que la banda me anda tocando.

cuando me fui yo era muy pobre
y ahora que vuelvo, te diste cuenta que soy muy rico
por eso estas arrepentida, y ya no quieres
que llegue el día, el día domingo.

hay que caray, se casa para el domingo.
hay que caray, se casa con un amigo.

no me regañes madre mia, si ando borracho,
no estes pensando que es por ella
quiero que la banda me toque, toda la noche.
y que me arrimen otras botellas.

On Sunday She Gets Married

Don't scold me, my mother
if I'm drunk, don't think it's because of her.
I want the band to play for me, all night long
and for other bottles to be brought to me.

Oh my, my friend is getting married.
Oh my, the ungrateful one deceived me.

Mother, if they come looking for me, and if she begs you
and asks if I'm drinking.
Tell her to find me in the streets, that I'm happy
and that the band is playing for me.

When I left I was very poor
and now that I'm back, you realized I'm very rich
that's why you're regretful, and you don't want
the day to come, the Sunday.

Oh my, she's getting married on Sunday.
Oh my, she's marrying a friend.

Don't scold me, my mother, if I'm drunk,
don't think it's because of her.
I want the band to play for me, all night long.
and for other bottles to be brought to me.

Escrita por: Arturo Killo Torres