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Let them bury me with my guitar and
a good bottle of bucanas, boy to continue
the party that this is not going to end... Boy, let's go and have fun guitar is to sing to them,
the bucana is to invite them
a vajooon of what is played in the bars.
To all my friends, who like them
the corridos boy to order for you so that
the pachangooon continues...and that it continues
this chaos...when you hear a corrido
I want you to sigh
and a vajoon continue throwing jale. .
Because my life in the parrandas
was a dream that I have lived
here on earth...
When I am with the creator,
I am going to tell him To that man, thank you very much for such good drunkenness...
I am a fool, what I earn
working, I spend it fooling around and
it doesn't bother anyone Maaal... It's my
very happy life, the women
are my life, the bucans my joy
and the heart is to sing
to the people, because my life In
the revels was the dream that
I lived here on earth.
When I am with the creator,
I am going to say
to the great lord, thank you very much
br/>for such a good drunkenness.