Dos amigos
Estos eran, dos amigos
Que venian de Mapimi
Que por no venirse de oquis
Robaron Guanacevi
Ellos traiban, dos caballos
Un oscuro y un jovero
En el oscuro cargan ropa
Y en el jovero el dinero
Tambien traiban, maquinaria
Y muy buenas baterias
Para desclavar los rieles
Y hacer los cambios de via
Martin le dice a Jose
No te pongas amarillo
Vamos a robar el tren
Que viene de Vermejillo
Amarillo no me pongo
Amarillo es mi color
He robado trenes grandes
Y maquinas de vapor
Valgame el santo ninito
Ya agarraron a Jose
En la esquina del mercado
Lo ataron y se les fue
Seria por sus oraciones
Que su madre le rezaba
Seria por su buena suerte
Que a Jose no le tocaba
Two Friends
These were, two buddies
Who came from Mapimi
Instead of coming for fun
They stole from Guanacevi
They brought, two horses
One dark and one roan
In the dark one they carry clothes
And in the roan the money
They also brought, machinery
And very good batteries
To remove the rails
And make the track switches
Martin tells Jose
Don't get yellow
Let's rob the train
Coming from Vermejillo
I don't turn yellow
Yellow is my color
I've stolen big trains
And steam engines
Oh my goodness, little saint
They caught Jose
On the corner of the market
They tied him up and he got away
It must have been because of his prayers
That his mother used to say
It must have been his good luck
That Jose didn't get caught