La Cruda - ANTONIO AGUILAR

Hoy les voy a describir

Antes de poder morir

A los que quieran oir

Que espantosa es una cruda

Se te arruga el corazon

La cabeza te revienta

Das aliento de dragon

Se te quema la garganta

Y por si eso fuera poco

D’ce te vieja te regana

Ora Viejo barrigon

Ya perdiste la verguenza

Ahora quieres de pilon

Que te cure ya la panza

T’urge ya tu menudito

Sino estamos en bonanza

Todo te lo echas de alcohol

La quincena no me alcanza

Eso dice la vieja

Hay diocito si borracho te ofendi

En la cruda me sales debiendo

«Mis hermanos… !

yo conozco todos

Los resumideros de mexico y mexico

De todas partes, sigan mis consejos

Ahi les voy… fijense bien… ahi les voy»

Yo les quiero sugerir

Si se quieren divertir

Una que otra pulqueria

Pa’que salga mas barato

Cuando mas picado estoy

Voy a los siete compadres

A los sabios sin estudios

A las glorias de gahona

A la hija de los apaches

Y ademas mencionare

Uno de muchos plumajes

Que por cierto ya cerraron

Pues habia libertinaje

Dicen que iban muchas rorras

Pero eran muy ponedoras

La pulqueria se llamaba

Me acuerdo!

me acuerdo

… las licuadoras

Habia pleitos a todas horas

Un relajo aquel que bonito

Se ponia… pero hay, ya, yay…

Hay diocito si borracho te ofendi

En lacruda me sales debiendo

«Hay mis cuates… hay

Pero yo se un consejo

Ustedes enojensele a la vieja

Fijense los resultados… fijense

Ahi voy… consejo sano

Consejo fuerte»

Oigan cuates por favor

Pongame mucha atencion

Cuando falten asu casa

Pintensen un gran moreton

Haganse los enojados

Echenle culpa a la poli

Desnse dos o tres gatasos

En medio de las quijadas

Que se vean muy maltratados

Pa’que la vieja se apure

Se le ablande el corazon

Les diga…"Mi papacito…

Perdoname ya el corton

Al cabo nada me importa

Yo le hare a lavanderia

Chamberare de noche y dia

Pero no te vayas mi alma

No dejes a tu viejita

Chambeare toda la vida

Porque me haces muy feliz

Eres lo mejor del mundo

Para eso de los amores

Papacito, aunque sea en petate duro

Todo me sabe a melon

Pero viejo te lo pido

Te lo pido por favor…

Papacito de mi vida por piedad

Soy tu vieja siguete emborrachando!"

Se los dije yo gane!

Today I am going to describe

Before I can die

To those who want to hear

How frightening is a hangover

Your heart is wrinkled

your head is busting

You give dragon breath

your throat burns

And as if that were not enough

D'ce you old scolds you

Pray old paunch

You already lost your shame

Now you want pilon

Let your belly heal now

T'urge now your little

Otherwise we are in bonanza

You take everything from alcohol

The fortnight is not enough for me

That says the old

There is a god if drunk I offended you

In the raw you leave me owing

"My brothers… !

I know everyone

The drains of mexico and mexico

From everywhere, follow my advice

Here I go... look closely... here I go»

I want to suggest

If they want to have fun

One or another pulqueria

So that it comes out cheaper

when i'm stung

I go to the seven compadres

To the wise without studies

To the glories of gahona

To the daughter of the Apaches

And I will also mention

One of many plumages

Which by the way they already closed

Well there was debauchery

They say that there were many rorras

But they were very laying

The pulqueria was called

I remember!

I remember

… the blenders

There were lawsuits at all hours

A relaxation that beautiful

It was put… but there, ya, yay…

There is a god if drunk I offended you

In lacruda you owe me

"There are my friends... there are

But I know a tip

You guys get mad at the old lady

Look at the results… look

Here I go… sound advice

strong advice»

Hey guys please

Pay close attention to me

when they miss home

Paint a big bruise

act angry

blame the cops

Lay down two or three cats

In the middle of the jaws

They look very abused

So that the old woman hurry up

Your heart softens

I told them..."My daddy...

Forgive me for the short

After all, nothing matters to me

I will do the laundry

Chamberare night and day

But don't go my soul

Don't leave your old lady

I will chambear my whole life

because you make me very happy

You're the best in the world

For that of the loves

Papacito, even if it's in a hard bag

Everything tastes like melon

But old man I ask you

I ask you please…

Papacito of my life for mercy

I'm your old lady keep getting drunk!"

I told you I won!