Los Laureles - 2016 Remaster

¡Ay, qué laureles tan verdes!
 ¡Qué rosas tan encendidas!
 Si piensas abandonarme mejor quítame la vida;
 Alza los ojos a verme
 Si no estás comprometido.
 Eres mata de algodón
 Que vives en el capullo;
 ¡Ay, qué tristeza me da!
 Cuando te llenas de orgullo
 De ver a mi corazón
 Enredado con el tuyo
 Eres rosa de Castilla
 Que sólo en mayo se ve
 Quisiera hacerte un invite,
 Pero la verda no sé
 Si tienes quién te lo evite,
 Mejor me separaré
 Por "ai" va la despedida,
 Chinito por tus quereres
 La perdición de los hombres
 Son las benditas mujeres;
 Y aquí se acaban cantando
 Los versos de los laureles.
 This ranchera is a standard for all
 mariachis and dates back to the 1920's
 or 1930's. It is supposed to have been
 common, especially during the Mexican
 Revolution in 1910, for women to write
 songs and include the s that men
 customarily used. This would explain the
 line, la perdición de los hombres son las
 maldites mujeres (cursed women), in the
 original version. L.R.
 The Laurels
 Ay, how green the laurels are!
 What fiery roses!
 If you're thinking of leaving me better
 to take away my life;
 Lift your eyes to look at me
 If you are not engaged to be married.
 You are a sprig of cotton
 That lives in the bud;
 Ay, what sadness I feel
 When you fill yourself with haughtiness
 Upon seeing my heart
 Entangled with yours!
 You are a rose from Castille
 That can only be seen in May
 I would like to invite you,
 But in truth I don't know
 If there is someone in the way
 Better that I go away.
 So goes the farewell
 Chinito, to your affections
 The Blessed women
 Are the ruin of men;
 And here ends the singing
 Of the verses of the laurels