Las 3 Tumbas
Salieron de madrugada
Se oía el canto de los gallos
Iban hacer 2 jornadas
Al lomo de sus caballos
La fiesta se celebraba
En el rancho del pitayo
Su padre les dio un consejo
Cuando a partir se aprestaban
Cuiden muy bien el pellejo
Por qué la vida se acaba
En las palabras del viejo
Los 3 hermanos pensaban
Pedro le dice a fabián
Dale un trago a José luis
Que beba de ese mezcal
Pa que se sienta feliz
Que ahorita nomás llegar
Nos vamos a divertir
Cuando arribaron al baile
A bailar se dirigieron
La muerte andaba en el aire
Ellos no la presintieron
Como les dijo su padre
Cuando del rancho salieron
Eran muchos los rivales
Viejos rencores surgieron
Rondando tras los jacales
Abrieron todos el fuego
Así matan los cobardes
Cuando los acosa el miedo
Un viejito solitario
Sin esperansa ninguna
Cuida el rancho y tres caballos
Como toda su fortuna
Va al panteón de vez en cuando
A visitar las 3 tumbas
The 3 Graves
They left in the early morning
The roosters' crow could be heard
They were going to be away for 2 days
On the back of their horses
The party was being held
At the pitayo ranch
Their father gave them advice
As they were getting ready to leave
Take good care of yourselves
Because life ends
In the old man's words
The 3 brothers thought
Pedro tells Fabián
Give José Luis a drink
Let him drink that mezcal
So he feels happy
As soon as we arrive
We're going to have fun
When they arrived at the dance
They headed to dance
Death was in the air
They didn't sense it
As their father told them
When they left the ranch
There were many rivals
Old grudges arose
Lurking behind the huts
They all opened fire
That's how cowards kill
When fear overwhelms them
An old man all alone
Without any hope
Takes care of the ranch and three horses
As his entire fortune
He goes to the cemetery from time to time
To visit the 3 graves
Escrita por: Julian Garza Arredondo