José Alfredo Jiménez — Maria La Bandida song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Maria La Bandida" by José Alfredo Jiménez.
Lyrics
…que trae en su historia la ley de la vida
Éste es el corrido de una hembra preciosa
Que todos conocen como «La Bandida»
No sabe ni entiende de cosas de amores
Sus ojos grandotes no expresan cariño
Quién sabe si tuvo muchas decepciones
Quién sabe lo negro que fue su destino
María, María, María La Bandida
Su pelo sedoso refleja la muerte
Y en sus labios rojos hay una mentira
Con ella se gana o se pierde la vida:
Por algo le llaman, María La Bandida
María, María, María La Bandida
No tiene la culpa de ser tan bonita:
Las hembras la envidian, la siguen los hombres
Le gustan los gallos, le gusta el tequila
Pero más le gusta romper corazones
Tal vez con el tiempo se entregue a la buena
Tal vez con el tiempo su orgullo se doble
Hay quien le haya visto llorando una pena
Y el llanto en la vida es de gente noble
María, María, María La Bandida
Su pelo sedoso refleja la muerte
Y en sus labios rojos hay una mentira
Con ella se gana o se pierde la vida:
Por algo le llaman, María La Bandida
Lyrics translation
... that brings in its history the law of life
This is the run of a beautiful female
That everyone knows as " the Bandit»
He does not know or understand things of love
His big eyes do not express affection
Who knows if he had many disappointments
Who knows how black his fate was
Mary, Mary, Mary The Bandit
Her silky hair reflects death
And on his red lips is a lie
With it you earn or lose your life:
For something they call him, Mary The Bandit
Mary, Mary, Mary The Bandit
It's not her fault she's so pretty:
The females envy her, the males follow her
He likes cocks, he likes tequila
But more like breaking hearts
Perhaps in time he will surrender to the good
Perhaps over time his pride will double
There are those who have seen him crying a pity
And the crying in life is of noble people
Mary, Mary, Mary The Bandit
Her silky hair reflects death
And on his red lips is a lie
With it you earn or lose your life:
For something they call him, Mary The Bandit