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The Wanderer

Valentín Elizalde

El Errante

Voy a alegrarme al estilo sinaloa
Con la tambora se alegra el corazon
Quiero tomar mezcal de la palma sola
Para calmar un pouito mi pasion

Vivo pensando en amores que he tenido
Y la nostalgia se abraza de mi ser
Por donde quiera me juzgan un perdido
Un vagabundo que vive de placer

Soy el errante que vaga por la vida
Buscando amores que sepan comprender
Y aunque me toque perder en la partida
De todos modos no dejo de querer

En escuinapa jugue con dos amores
En el rosario la vida disfrute
En mazatlan aumentaron mis pasiones
En culiacan la mas linda enamore

Ilusionado me fui para guamuchil
Pero en guasave la suerte me cambio
Y aunque en los mochis no tuve ni un cariño
Topolobampo amores me brindo

Soy el errante que vaga por la vida
Buscando amores que sepan comprender
Y aunque me toque perder en la partida
De todos modos no dejo de querer.

The Wanderer

I'm going to cheer up Sinaloa style
With the tambora, the heart is happy
I want to drink mezcal from the lone palm
To calm down my passion a little

I live thinking about loves I've had
And nostalgia embraces my being
Everywhere I'm judged as lost
A wanderer who lives for pleasure

I'm the wanderer who roams through life
Looking for loves that understand
And even if I have to lose in the game
Anyway, I don't stop loving

In Escuinapa I played with two loves
In El Rosario, I enjoyed life
In Mazatlan, my passions grew
In Culiacan, I fell in love with the most beautiful

Excited, I went to Guamuchil
But in Guasave, luck changed for me
And even though in Los Mochis I didn't have any affection
Topolobampo offered me loves

I'm the wanderer who roams through life
Looking for loves that understand
And even if I have to lose in the game
Anyway, I don't stop loving.

Escrita por: Luis Pérez Meza