(And this is how you hear El Coyote
and Julion Álvarez and his Norteño Banda, eah)
El Coyote
I bring a raw body
I am a guitar player by trade
I live it in the cantinas
I support myself by singing
by singing I let off steam
and for a few pesos...
Julion Álvarez
I sing to them drunks
I also carry serenades
and I share with my clients
the sadness that they carry
they have also given me a career
when they throw us out with bullets. ..
-The hangover wants to kill me
last night I arrived drunk
I am a simple guitar player
without fame and without money...
-Friend of my friends
of the bohemian cantinas...
(And above San Cayetano compa Moreño
what a cool old song)
Julion Álvarez
They will think poor beggar
when I walk down the street
and although I sometimes eat poorly
I have never stolen from anyone
the decency that I have
is inherited from my parents...
El Coyote
I also have my treasure
my treasure is my family
I give them what I can
I love them not to mention
with love I give them honey,
food, shelter, and blanket...
-The hangover wants to kill me
last night I arrived drunk
I am a simple guitar player
without fame and without money...
-Friend of friends
of the bohemian cantinas...