Lucio Vázquez - La Arrolladora Banda El Limón De René Camacho

Volaron los pavorreales

Rumbo a la cierra mojada

Mataron a Lucio Vazques

Por una joven que amaba

A las 11 de la noche

Que Lucio estaba cenando

Llegaron unos amigos

Para invitarlo a un fandango

Su madre se lo decia

Me lo abiza el corazon

Hijo no vallas al baile

Cuidate de una traicion

No llores madre querida

Que me atormenta tu llanto

Voy a bailar con la joven

Que sabes que quiero tanto

Montaron en sus caballos

Rumbo a la cierra mojada

Donde se allaba la joven

Que Lucio tanto adoraba

Cuando llegaron al baile

Lucio no quizo tomar

Uno le brinda una copa

Y otro le clava un puñal

Le dieron las puñaladas

De la espalda al corazon

Como le dijo su madre

Lo mataron a traicion

Volaron los pavorreales

Rumbo a la cierra mojada

Mataron a Lucio Vazques

Por una joven que amaba

the peacocks flew

Heading for the wet hill

They killed Lucio Vazques

For a young girl that she loved

At 11 at night

that Lucio was having dinner

some friends arrived

To invite him to a fandango

His mother told him about him

My heart beats it

Son, don't go to the dance

Beware of a betrayal

don't cry mother dear

That your crying torments me

I'm going to dance with the young woman

that you know that I want so much

They rode on their horses

Heading for the wet hill

Where was the young woman

That Lucio loved so much

when they got to the dance

Lucio did not want to drink

One offers him a drink

And another sticks a dagger

They stabbed him

From the back to the heart

As his mother told him

They killed him treacherously

the peacocks flew

Heading for the wet hill

They killed Lucio Vazques

For a young woman he loved