Contrabando Y Traición
Salieron de San Isidro, procedentes de Tijuana
Traían las llantas del carro repletas de hierba mala
Eran Emilio Varela
Y Camelia, la Texana
Pasaron por San Clemente, los paró la emigración
Les pidió sus documentos, les dijo: ¿De dónde son?
Ella era de San Antonio
Una hembra de corazón
Una hembra, si quiere un hombre, por él, puede dar la vida
Pero hay que tener cuidado, si esa hembra se siente herida
La traición y el contrabando
Son cosas incompartidas
A Los Ángeles llegaron, a Hollywood se pasaron
En un callejón oscuro, las cuatro llantas cambiaron
Ahí entregaron la hierba
Y ahí también les pagaron
Emilio dice a Camelia: Hoy, te das por despedida
Con la parte que te toca, tú puedes rehacer tu vida
Yo me voy para San Francisco
Con la dueña de mi vida
Sonaron siete balazos, Camelia a Emilio mataba
La policía ya solo halló una pistola tirada
Del dinero y de Camelia
Nunca más se supo nada
Contraband and Betrayal
They left San Isidro, coming from Tijuana
They had car tires full of weeds
They were Emilio Varela
And Camelia, the Texan
They passed through San Clemente, they were stopped by immigration
He asked them for their documents and said: Where are you from?
She was from San Antonio
A female at heart
A woman, if she wants a man, can give her life for him
But you have to be careful, if that female feels hurt
Betrayal and smuggling
They are unshared things
They arrived in Los Angeles, they moved to Hollywood
In a dark alley, the four tires changed
There they delivered the grass
And there they also paid them
Emilio says to Camelia: Today, you say goodbye
With the part that touches you, you can rebuild your life
I'm going to San Francisco
With the owner of my life
Seven shots rang out, Camelia killed Emilio
The police only found a pistol lying around
About money and Camelia
Nothing was ever heard from again
Escrita por: Ángel Gonzáles