Las Amarillas [English translation]

The yellow calandrias of the nopales flew the cadernal birds will no longer sing happily A tyrant na na A tyrant na no No longer will the cadernal birds sing happily Trees on the hillside because they have not turned green That is why calandrias sing or the nest crush them A la tirana na na A la tirana na no That's why calandrias sing or the nest crushes them You are small and pretty and just the way you are I love you You look like a little rose from the shores of Guerrero A tyrant na na A tyrant na no You seem like a little rose from the Coasts of Guerrero In the middle of the sea a whale sighed And in the sighs said the one that dries it fills it To the tyrant na na To the tyrant na no And in the sighs it said the one that dries it fills it My father was a hawk and I was born pico pico I am like the tarantantan where I want to put the beak A la tirana na na A la tirana na no Everyone says goodbyeBut how is this none To the tyrant na na To the tyrant na no Everyone says goodbye but like this none Four times five are twenty Three times seven are twenty-one Four times five are twenty Three times seven are twenty-one Four times five are twenty Three times seven is twenty-one To the tyrant na na To the tyrant na no

• Artist:Los Lobos
• Album:La Pisola y El Corazon