Ana Gabriel — Simón Blanco song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Simón Blanco" by Ana Gabriel.
Lyrics
Voy a cantar un corrido
Sin agravio y sin disgusto
Lo que sucedió en Tres Palos
Municipio de Acapulco.
Mataron a Simón Blanco
Mas grave fue su resulto
Su madre se lo decía
Simón no vallas al baile
Y Simón le contesto
Madre no seas tan cobarde
Para que cuidarse tanto
De una ves lo que sea tarde
Y No te rajes compadre!
Cuando Simón llegó al baile
Se dirigió a la reunión
Toditos los saludaron
Como era hombre de honor
Se dijeron los Martínez
Calló en las redes del león
Como a las tres de la tarde
Dio principio la cuestión
Cuando con pistola en mano
Andrés Bailon lo cazó
Onesimo su compadre
Vilmente lo asesino.
A los primeros balazos
Simón habló con violencia
Andrés dame mi pistola
No ves que estoy sin defensa
Quiso cazar a Martínez
Le falló la resistencia.
Como a los tres días de muerto
Los Martínez fallecieron
Decían en su novenario
Que eso encerraba un misterio
Porque al matar aun compadre
Era ofender al eterno.
Mataron a Simón Blanco
Que era un gallito de braga
Era un gallito muy fino
Que el gobierno respetaba
El con su 30 en la mano
Simón Blanco se llamaba
Lyrics translation
I'm gonna sing a song
No offense and no disgust
What happened on Three Sticks
Municipality of Acapulco.
They Killed Simon Blanco.
More serious was his result
His mother used to tell him.
Simon, don't go to the dance.
And Simon replied
Mother, don't be such a coward.
Why take such care
At once whatever it is late
And don't crack, compadre!
When Simon came to the dance
He addressed the meeting
Everyone greeted them
As he was a man of honor
They said The Martínez
Shut up in the lion's nets
About three o'clock in the afternoon
Started the issue
When with gun in hand
Andres Bailon hunted him down
Onesimo on compadre
I vilely murdered him.
To the first shots
Simon spoke violently
Andres, give me my gun.
Can't you see I'm defenseless
He wanted to hunt Martinez down.
His resistance failed.
As after three days of death
The Martínez died.
They said in their novennial
That it contained a mystery
Because by killing even compadre
It was to offend the eternal.
They Killed Simon Blanco.
That he was a Braga cock
It was a very fine cock
That the government respected
The one with his 30 in his hand
Simon Blanco was called