Te Casaste
No, no, no, vallas tú a meter la pata
Con ese rufián, pues te arruinaras, te arrepentirás
No, no, no seas terca abre los ojos, pues ese infeliz
Te hará a ti sufrir
Fueron palabras de tu madre que
Hartas veces te repitió
Pero ahora es muy tarde
Pues él una noche te robo
Te casaste
Te casaste
Te decía tu mamá, no te fueras a casar
Con ese pelao' rufián
Porque te iría mal
Y si te fue muy mal
Te casaste
Te ahorcaste
En las noches te patea, te maltrata, te golpea
Y en el día ni las narices puedes asomar
No podrás salir jamás
Tu madre le decía pelao' borracho cruel, pelao' borracho infiel
Ustedes piensan para mi hija blanca flor
Y así el borracho tal te trata muy muy mal
Tú tienes la culpa no le hiciste caso a tu mamá
Te casaste
Te ahorcaste
En las noches te patea, te maltrata, te golpea
Y en el día ni las narices puedes asomar
No podrás salir jamás
Tu madre le decía pelao' borracho cruel, pelao' borracho infiel
Ustedes piensan para mi hija blanca flor
Y así el borracho tal te trata muy muy mal
Tú tienes la culpa no le hiciste caso a tu mamá
Seré borracho y que
Seré rufián y que
Yo con vieja hago lo que quiera hacer
Y ni tu madre, ni tu abuela, ni tu suegra
Se deben de meter
You Got Married
No, no, no, don't go messing up
With that scoundrel, you'll ruin yourself, you'll regret
No, no, don't be stubborn, open your eyes, because that wretch
Will make you suffer
Those were your mother's words
Repeated to you many times
But now it's too late
Because one night he stole you
You got married
You got married
Your mom told you, don't get married
To that scoundrel
Because it would go wrong
And it went very wrong
You got married
You hung yourself
At night he kicks you, mistreats you, hits you
And during the day you can't even show your face
You'll never be able to leave
Your mother told you, drunk cruel scoundrel, unfaithful drunk scoundrel
You all thought for my daughter, white flower
And so the drunk treats you very badly
It's your fault, you didn't listen to your mom
You got married
You hung yourself
At night he kicks you, mistreats you, hits you
And during the day you can't even show your face
You'll never be able to leave
Your mother told you, drunk cruel scoundrel, unfaithful drunk scoundrel
You all thought for my daughter, white flower
And so the drunk treats you very badly
It's your fault, you didn't listen to your mom
I'll be a drunk, so what
I'll be a scoundrel, so what
I do what I want with women
And neither your mother, nor your grandmother, nor your mother-in-law
Should get involved