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Lucio Vazquez

La Arrolladora Banda El Limón De René Camacho

Lucio Vazquez

Volaron los pavo reales
Rumbo a la sierra mojada
Mataron a Lucio Vázquez
Por una joven que amaba
A las 11 de la noche
Que Lucio estaba cenando
Llegaron unos amigos
Para invitarlo a un fandango
Su madre se lo decía
Me lo avisa el corazón
Hijo no vayas al baile
Cuídate de una traición
No llores madre querida
Que me atormenta tu llanto
Voy a bailar con la joven
Que sabes que quiero tanto
Montaron en sus caballos
Rumbo a la sierra mojada
Donde se hallaba la joven
Que Lucio tanto adoraba
Cuando llegaron al baile
Lucio no quiso tomar
Uno le brinda una copa
Y otro le clava un puñal
Le dieron las puñaladas
De la espalda al corazón
Como le dijo su madre
Lo mataron a traición
Volaron los pavo reales
Rumbo a la sierra mojada
Mataron a Lucio Vázquez
Por una joven que amaba

Lucio Vazquez

The peacocks took flight
Heading to the wet mountains
They killed Lucio Vázquez
For a girl he loved
At 11 PM
While Lucio was having dinner
Some friends showed up
To invite him to a dance
His mother warned him
My heart tells me so
Son, don’t go to the dance
Watch out for betrayal
Don’t cry, dear mother
Your tears torment me
I’m going to dance with the girl
You know I love so much
They mounted their horses
Heading to the wet mountains
Where the girl was waiting
That Lucio adored so much
When they arrived at the dance
Lucio didn’t want to drink
One offered him a drink
And another stabbed him in the back
They stabbed him
From the back to the heart
Just as his mother said
They killed him in betrayal
The peacocks took flight
Heading to the wet mountains
They killed Lucio Vázquez
For a girl he loved

Escrita por: Felipe Valdés Leal