Sonora y Sus Ojos Negros
En un camión pasajero
De esos que van pa' Sonora
Yo iba cansado y con sueño
Cuando subió una señora
Con unos ojazos negros
Deberas encantadora
Por ahí llegando a Los Mochis
Yo le vi buenos Modales
Le pregunté que de donde era
Me dijo que de Nogales
Que iba para Magdalena
A visitar a sus padres
Desde Obregón a Hermosillo
Platicamos muy bonito
Me gusta usted para amigo
Y se me arrimó un poquito
Pero en Santa Ana de plano
Se dejó dar un besito
Dame otro beso en la boca
Pero que nadie nos vea
Qué importa si aquí es Caborca
Agua Prieta o Cananea
Iba para Magdalena
Ahora voy pa' donde sea
En Santa Ana y Atabampo
Siempre fui maltratada
Si no me ha querido tanto
No me trajera abrazada
A usted le mandó algún santo
Para que yo lo encontrara
Guaymas y Puerto Peñasco
No crean que los he olvidado
Es que durmió entre mis brazos
En San Luis Río Colorado
Y al cantarle a sus ojazos
Le canto a su lindo estado
Sonora and Her Black Eyes
In a passenger truck
Of those who go to Sonora
I was tired and sleepy
When a lady came up
With big black eyes
You should be charming
Over there arriving at Los Mochis
I saw good manners in him
I asked him where he was from
He told me that he was from Nogales
That was going to Magdalena
To visit his parents
From Obregon to Hermosillo
We talked very nicely
I like you as a friend
And he came a little closer to me
But in Santa Ana, of course
He let himself be given a little kiss
Give me another kiss on the mouth
But let no one see us
What does it matter if this is Caborca?
Black Water or Cananea
I was going to Magdalena
Now I'm going wherever
In Santa Ana and Atabampo
I was always mistreated
If he hasn't loved me so much
Don't bring me in your arms
Did some saint send you?
So that I could find it
Guaymas and Puerto Peñasco
Don't think I've forgotten you
He slept in my arms
In San Luis Rio Colorado
And when singing to his big eyes
I sing to your beautiful state