Los Tigres Del Norte — José Pérez León song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "José Pérez León" by Los Tigres Del Norte.
Lyrics
El era un hombre de campo
Oriundo de Nuevo Len
Tenia apenas 19 aos
Su nombre: Jos Prez Len.
Tenia un primo lejano
Que de mojado se fue
Al poco tiempo le envi un telegrama
Diciendo ven pronto Jos.
Pues un trabajo le habian encontrando
Piscando algodn como L.
Y se fue, y se fue
Ahogando en llanto en el adis
Con su mujer
Se fue, sin saber
Que de ese viaje ya jamas iba a volver
Pobre Jos.
Cuando lleg a la frontera
Con Willy se entrevist
Era elpollero mas afamado
Y astuto de la regin
Le dijo Pepe hoy estas de suerte
Maana te cruzo yo…
La madrugada de un viernes
En una vieja estacin
20 inocentes pagaban su cuota
Entre ellos Jos Prez Len
Y sin dudarlo a todos subieron
En el interior de un vagn.
El tren cruz al otro lado
Casi 7 horas despus
Fue cuando el aire empez a terminarse
Y ya nada pudieron hacer
Nadie escuch aquellos gritos de auxilio
Y la puerta no quiso ceder.
Uno por uno se fueron cayendo
Y asi falleci el buen Jos.
Y se fue, y se fue
A cruzar el cielo con sus ancias de crecer
Se fue, sin saber
Que ya su esposa un hijo suyo iba a tener
Pobre Jos.
Asi termina la historia, no queda mas que contar
De otro paisano que arriesga la vida
Y que muere como ilegal
De aquel Jos que mil sueos tenia y que a casa
Jamas volvera…
Lyrics translation
He was a field man.
Native of New Len
I was only 19 years old.
His name is Jos Prez Len.
I had a distant first
That wet was gone
Soon I sent him a telegram
Saying Come Soon Jos.
For a job they had found him
Flashing algodn as L.
And he's gone, and he's gone
Drowning in tears in the Addis
With his wife
He left, without knowing
That I was never coming back from that trip
Poor Jos.
When you get to the border
With Willy he intervist
He was the most famous policeman.
And cunning of the
Pepe said today you're in luck
Tomorrow I'll cross you…
The dawn of a Friday
On an old station
20 innocent people paid their dues
Among them Jos Prez Len
And without hesitation they all went up
Inside a vagn.
The train crosses to the other side
Almost 7 hours later
That's when the Air started to run out
And nothing they could do
No one heard those cries for help
And the door wouldn't budge.
One by one they went down
And so died the good Jos.
And he's gone, and he's gone
To cross the sky with its ancients to grow
He left, without knowing
That already his wife a son of his would have
Poor Jos.
That's how the story ends, there's nothing left but to tell
Of another countryman who risks his life
And who dies as illegal
Of that Jos that a thousand dreams had and that home
He'll never come back.…