Rosita Alvirez - Vicente Fernandez, ANTONIO AGUILAR

Año de mil novecientos

Presente lo tengo yo

En un barrio de Saltillo

Rosita Alvírez murió

Su mamá se lo decía:

-Rosa, esta noche no sales

-Mamá no tengo la culpa

Que a mí me gusten los bailes

Hipólito llegó al baile

Y a Rosa se dirigió

Como era la más bonita

Rosita lo desairó

-Rosita no me desaires

La gente lo va a notar

-Pues que digan lo que quieran

Contigo no he de bailar

Echo mano a la cintura

Y una pistola sacó

Y a la pobre de Rosita

Nomás tres tiros le dió

La noche que la mataron

Rosita estaba de suerte:

De tres tiros que le dieron

Nomas uno era de muerte

Rosita ya está en el cielo

Dándole cuenta al Creador

Hipólito en el juzgado

Dando su declaración

year nineteen hundred

Present I have it

In a neighborhood of Saltillo

Rosita Alvirez died

Her mother told her:

-Rosa, you're not going out tonight

-Mom, it's not my fault.

That I like dances

Hipólito arrived at the dance

And to Rosa he addressed

She as she was the prettiest

Rosita snubbed him

-Rosita don't snub me

People are going to notice

-Well, let them say what they want.

I don't have to dance with you

I reach for the waist

And a gun pulled

And poor Rosita

She only three shots she gave him

The night she was killed

Rosita was in luck:

Of three shots they gave him

Nomas one was of death

Rosita is already in heaven

Accounting to the Creator

Hippolytus in court

Giving your statement