El Coyote
Le pinté un cuadro al coyote
Y me fui para la sierra
El coyote era un vandido
Nacido allá por mi tierra
Lo conocí desde niño
Fuimos juntos a la escuela
A las primeras lecciones
Se sabía lo que intentaba
Porque cantaba canciones
Peleando con su guitarra
Y aunque perdiera iluciones
Con sus ojos no lloraba
Aquella noche de mayo
Le gustó mi Maria elena
Pero yo llegue a caballo
Ya tenía cita con ella
Cuando baje de la sierra
Me encontré con el coyote
Y abrazando a Maria elena
Le dije ya tiene hombre
Porque en la irmita sagrada
Nos casó el cura del monte
El agachó la cabeza
Y se fue cobardemente
Pero como era coyote
Se regresó de repente
Él me buscaba la espalda
Pero yo le di en la frente
Coyote, coyote altivo
Que no respetaste amores
Pudiendo ser buen amigo
Te mataron tus traiciones
Cuando baje de la sierra
Me encontré con el coyote
Y abrazando a Maria elena
Le dije ya tiene hombre
Porque en la irmita sagrada
Nos casó el cura del monte
El agachó la cabeza
Y se fue cobardemente
Pero como era coyote
Se regresó de repente
Él me buscaba la espalda
Pero yo le di en la frente
Coyote, coyote altivo
Que no respetaste amores
Pudiendo ser buen amigo
Te mataron tus traiciones
The Coyote
I painted a picture of the coyote
And I went to the mountains
The coyote was a bandit
Born there in my land
I knew him since I was a child
We went to school together
In the first lessons
It was clear what he was trying
Because he sang songs
Fighting with his guitar
And even if he lost illusions
He didn't cry with his eyes
That night in May
He liked my Maria Elena
But I arrived on horseback
I already had a date with her
When I came down from the mountains
I met the coyote
And hugging Maria Elena
I told him she already has a man
Because in the sacred hermitage
The mountain priest married us
He lowered his head
And cowardly left
But as he was a coyote
He suddenly turned back
He was looking for my back
But I hit him in the forehead
Coyote, proud coyote
Who didn't respect love
Could have been a good friend
Your betrayals got you killed
When I came down from the mountains
I met the coyote
And hugging Maria Elena
I told him she already has a man
Because in the sacred hermitage
The mountain priest married us
He lowered his head
And cowardly left
But as he was a coyote
He suddenly turned back
He was looking for my back
But I hit him in the forehead
Coyote, proud coyote
Who didn't respect love
Could have been a good friend
Your betrayals got you killed