Tekster:
Los Lobos

Para bailar la bamba Para bailar la bamba se necesita una poca de gracia Una poca de gracia para mi para ti y arriba y arriba Y arriba y arriba por ti

Oh, baby Girl, don't pull the rug from under my feet Don't do it baby Don't leave, don't leave me so I'm talking in my sleep This could be the start

Hold on Hold on to every breath And if I make it to the sunrise Do it all over again Do it all over again And I?m killing myself Just to keep alive Killing

On the day Manuel went and died The men all laughed and the girls did cry Now it's time to lay his soul to rest Do him up in his Sunday best, oh my Manny

Someday I will go home Someday I will go home And I'll find peace in the house Of my Heavenly Father, Lord I will feel pain no more God, G-G-God I know

And so we've come a long way Too, too long baby, I've got to say And even though we had some fun I'm tellin' you honey, I've got to run Well it seems

The advantage of being in high places Is that you never have to look up The advantage of being in high places Is that you never have to look up And you

que el tiempo se llevo Sobre la ausencia Queda el recuerdo Y la sentencia Del sufrimiento Oye hermano, es que la vida es asi Y hasta un lobo puede

Nosotros somos los de abajo, y eso no se va negar Como perros en la noche sin una luna a ladrar Estamos 'bajo de los puentes y abajo de la sombra Abajo