El Coyote
Le pinté un cuatro al coyote
Y me fui para la sierra
El coyote era un bandido
Nacido alla por mi tierra
Lo conocí desde niño
Fuimos juntos a la escuela
A las primeras lecciones
Se sabía lo que intentaba
Porque cantaba canciones, peleando con su guitarra
Y aunque perdiera ilusiones, con sus ojos no lloraba
Aquella noche de mayo
Le gustó mi María Elena
Pero yo llegue a caballo
Ya tenía cita con ella
Cuando baje de la sierra
Me encaré con el coyote
Y abrazando a María Elena
Le dije ya tiene hombre
Porque en la ermita sagrada
Nos casó el cura del monte
El agachó la cabeza
Y se fue cobardemente
Pero como era coyote
Se me volvio de repente
Él me buscaba la espalda
Pero yo le hallé en la frente
Coyote, coyote altivo
Que no respetaste amores
Pudiendo ser buen amigo
Te mataron tus traiciones
The Coyote
I painted a four on the coyote
And headed for the mountains
The coyote was a bandit
Born back in my hometown
I knew him since we were kids
We went to school together
In the first lessons
It was clear what he was up to
Because he sang songs, fighting with his guitar
And even if he lost hope, he never cried with his eyes
That night in May
He liked my Maria Elena
But I arrived on horseback
I already had a date with her
When I came down from the mountains
I faced the coyote
And holding Maria Elena
I said she’s got a man now
Because in the sacred chapel
The priest from the hills married us
He hung his head
And left like a coward
But since he was a coyote
He turned back on me suddenly
He was looking for my back
But I found him in the forehead
Coyote, proud coyote
Who didn’t respect love
Could’ve been a good friend
But your betrayals got you killed