Los Lobos Sabor A Mi

Tanto tiempo disfrutamos este amor

Nuestras almas se acercaron tanto asi

Que yo guardo tu sabor

Pero tu llevas tambien sabor a mi

Si negaras mi presencia en tu vivir

Bastaria con abrazarte y conversar

Tanta vida yo te di

Que por fuerza tienes ya sabor a mi

No pretendo ser tu dueno

No soy nada yo no tengo vanidad

De mi vida doy lo bueno

Yo tan pobre que otra cosa puedo dar

Pasaran mas de mil anos muchos mas

Yo no se si tenga amor la eternida

Pero alla tal como aqui

En la boca llevaras sabor a mi

No pretendo ser tu dueno

No soy nada yo no tengo vanidad

De mi vida doy lo bueno

Yo tan pobre que otra cosa puedo dar

Pasaran mas de mil anos muchos mas

Yo no se si tenga amor la eternida

Pero alla tal como aqui

En la boca llevaras sabor a mi

Sabor a mi

Sabor a mi

Sabor a mi

Los Lobos Wicked Rain / Across 110Th Street

I hear thunder

Looks like the rain

Is gonna start falling

Rain, falling from the sky

Rain, rain, rain, a wicked rain

Falling from the sky

Down, down, down, pouring down

Upon the night

Well there’s just one chance in a million

That someday we’ll make it out alive

Rain, rain, rain an evil rain

Falling all the time

Sun, sun, sun, sun

Don’t you ever want to shine

Well there’ll be no light in the morning

Till some peace at last we find

Like travellers in the darkness

Can’t see our way

Trying hard to make it through

Another day

Father, father, father

Why do you let your sons go astray

Brother, brother, brother

Why must we go on this way

There’s a storm off in the distance

And it looks like it’s here to stay

I was the third brother of five

Doing whatever I had to do to survive

I’m not saying what I did was alright

Tryin’ to break out of the ghetto

Was a day to day fight

Bein’ down so long

Getting’ up didn’t cross my mind

But I knew there was a better way of life

And I was just tryin’ to find

You don’t know what you’re doin’

Till you’re put under pressure

Across 100 and Tenth Street

Is a hell of a tester

Across 100 and Tenth Street

Pimps tryin’ to catch a woman that’s weak

Across 100 and Tenth Street

Pushers won’t let the junkie go free

Across 100 and Tenth Street

A woman tryin’ to catch a trick on the street

Across 100 and Tenth Street

You can find it all

Hey Brother, there’s a better way out

Snorting that coke, shooting that dope

Man, you’re coppin’ out

Take my advice, it’s either live or die

You gotta be strong if you wanna survive

The family up on the other side of town

Will catch hell if I don’t get around

In ev’ry city you’ll find the same thing goin’ down

Harlem is the capital of ev’ry ghetto town

Across 100 and Tenth Street

Pimps tryin’ to catch a woman that’s weak

Across 100 and Tenth Street

Pushers won’t let the junkie go free

Across 100 and Tenth Street

You can find it all

Across 100 and Tenth Street

Let the sun, let the sun shine down

Across 100 and Tenth Street

Like travellers in the darkness

Can’t see our way

Across 100 and Tenth Street

Trying hard to make it

Make it through another day

Oh, stop the rain

Somebody stop the rain

Across 100 and Tenth Street

A little more love and a little less pain

Los Lobos Magdalena

Magdalena, of light and soul

Midnight eyes black like coal

Can I find you among the blessed

And lay my head in your arms to rest?

And keep beside me on this holy road

Magdalena, take my clothes

Give away my jewels and all the gold

Let me walk along the holy road

Magdalena, take my robes

Rid me of this heavy load

Stay beside me on this holy road

Los Lobos Mas Y Mas

Let’s go, mi chula

Come on out with me

We can throw a changla

Till half pasando three

Get all tangled up

Fall on the floor

Go out, Bailando

Beat down all the doors

Uno pa delante

Otro pa detras

Da me chispas, baby

Da me mas y mas y mas y mas y mas

Let’s go, Bailando

Noche’s lookin’ fine

Jump into the carro

Drink a bunch of wine

Don’t tell us nothin’

We look out-a-sight

Tell a lotta lies and

Go outside and fight

Uno pa delante

Otro pa detras

Da me chispas, honey

Da me mas y mas y mas y mas y mas

Uno pa delante

Otro pa detras

Da me chispas, baby

Da me mas y mas

Paso pa delante

Otro pa detras

Da me chispas, honey

Da me mas y mas y mas y mas y mas

Los Lobos High Places

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 feel like a big shot

It makes you feel like a big shot

It makes you feel like a big shot

Makes you feel like a real big shot

The advantage of being in high places

Is that people look so small

The advantage of being in high places

Is that people look so small

And you feel like a big shot

It makes you feel like a big shot

It makes you feel like a big shot

Makes you feel like a real big shot

The trouble with being in high places

Is when you fall it’s a long way down

The trouble with being in high places

Is when you fall it’s a long way down

The trouble with being in high places

The trouble with being in high places

The trouble with being in high places

The trouble with being in high places

Is when you’re down nobody picks you up

The trouble with being in high places

Is when you’re down nobody picks you up

Cuz you acted like a big shot

So what happened to the big shot

So what happened to the big shot

You thunk you were a real big shot

The trouble with being in high places

The trouble with being in high places

The trouble with being in high places

The trouble with being in high places

Los Lobos Is This All There Is?

Climbing high to the mountain top

Reaching up to the sky above

Asking to myself

Is this all there is?

Sailing into the ocean blue

Trying to find at least one clue

On a paper scrawled

Is this all there is?

[Chorus:]

And they all came to talk about it

The came to cry and laught and fight about it

All searching for the promised land

Tired souls with empty hands

Asking to themselves

Is this all there is?

Fifteen years on a sewing machine

Where twisted hands don’t mean a thing

Wondering to herself

Is this all there is?

Baby crying in an old tin cup

Wanting more but there’s never enough

While her mother sighs

Is this all there is?

[Chorus]

Los Lobos La Guacamaya

Pobrecita guacamaya ay! Que lastima me das

Ay que lastima me das, pobrecita guacamaya

Se acabron las pitahayas ahora si que comeras

Pobrecita guacamaya ay! Que lastima me das

Vuela, vuela, vuela, como yo vole

Cuando me llevaron preso senorita por usted

Vuela, vuela, vuela, como yo vole

Cuando me llevaron preso senorita por usted

Una guacamaya pinta le dijo a la colorada

Vamonos para tierra pa pasar la temporada

Vuela, vuela, vuela, como yo vole

Cuando me llevaron preso senorita por usted

Vuela, vuela, vuela, como yo vole

Cuando me llevaron preso senorita por usted

Los Lobos No Nos Moveran

Firmes estaremos

No nos moveran!

Firmes estaremos

No nos moveran!

Nuestro ideal es faro de victoria

No nos moveran!

Peleamos por justicia

No nos moveran!

Peleamos por justicia

No nos moveran!

Como el maguey que esta cerca del agua

No nos moveran!

Queremos sueldos justos

No nos moveran!

Queremos sueldos justos

No nos moveran!

Como el maguey que esta cerca del agua

No nos moveran!

Que linda raza mia

No nos moveran! Que linda raza mia

No nos moveran!

Nuestro ideal es faro de victoria

No nos moveran!

Que linda mi cultura

No nos moveran!

Que linda mi cultura

No nos moveran!

Como el maguey que esta cerca del agua

No nos moveran!

Que linda raza mia

No nos moveran!

Que linda raza mia

No nos moveran!

Nuestro ideal es faro de victoria

No nos moveran!

No nos moveran!

Los Lobos Chicanita De Aztlan

Yo soy pura chicanita

Soy de esta linda nacion

Me llamo la Ramoncita

Ya tengo mi educacion

Aduve en el movimiento

Con mi querido papa

Y en mi triste pensamiento

Mi padre siempre estara

Con mi padre tui a las juntas

Con mi padre yo aprendi

Hacer bastantes preguntas

Para saber yo de mi

Yo soy de raza morena

Soy de esta tierra de Aztlan

Y en esta tierra tan buena

Mis ninos feliz seran

Que viva Dolores Huerta

Chicana de mi pais

Por ella vivo yo alerta

Por ella vivo feliz

En esas huelgas anduve

Tambien demostre poder

Y al Senor Chavez yo tuve

El honor de conocer

Yo soy pura chicanita

Soy de esta linda nacion

Me llamo la Ramoncita

Viva la revolucion!

Los Lobos My Baby’s Gone

My Baby’s Gone

She’s gone away from me

My Baby’s Gone

She’s gone away from me

Living doesn’t matter now

She’s going to set me free

Most people say

That now I’m free from your spell

Most people say

That now I’m free from your spell

Living on the outside

You know it’s hard to tell

Five years relations

Went down the drain

What does it matter

She’ll always be the same

My Baby’s Gone

She’s gone away from me

Crying doesn’t matter now

She’s going to set me free

She’s going away

She’s going away for good

She’s going away

She’s going away for good

Crying doesn’t matter now

It wouldn’t do a bit of good

She’s gone away…