La Tamalera lyrics In English Translation - Luis R Conriquez

 

La Tamalera lyrics In English Translation - Luis R Conriquez

I was driving my truck

One Sunday afternoon

Saw a cart on the corner

A woman was selling tamales

The sun was scorching

But hunger was even worse

When I saw the green light

I advanced thoughtfully

I looked in the rearview mirror

I had sensed something

I saw a motorcycle approaching

And someone showed a knife

The tamale vendor with her hands raised

Watched as they took away

The money she had earned with so much sacrifice

The food for her children waiting at home

My blood boiled

I couldn't stay still

I didn't stop to think

With my gun on my forehead

Before sending him to hell

I made him apologize

And return what he had stolen

"Look, ma'am,

Here's the one who robbed you,

You tell us what to do,

We'll finish him off right now,

Because he deserves nothing less."

And I uncovered his face

And she couldn't believe it

She cried loudly

The thief was her son

To maintain his vices

He had robbed his own saintly mother

Trampled on her sacrifices

"Please don't do anything to him,

I deserve this punishment,

For not knowing how to raise him,

An ungrateful son."