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Description
Vihuela: Antonio Zepeda Rivera
Accordion, Background Vocals: Braulio Ibarra Soneranes
Trumpet: Mario Muñoz Cruz
Clarinet: Edgar Erón Valenzuela Castro
Background Vocals, Accordion: Juan Guadalupe Ontiveros Moroyoqui
Vihuela: Arnulfo Romero sombra
Bajo: Neftali Ozuna tucari
Clarinet: Juan de Dios Ontiveros Molinares
Trumpet: Francisco Javier Duarte Velarde
Recording Engineer, Producer: Antonio Zepeda
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Alberto Medina
Recording Engineer: Abraham Eduardo Tapia García
Executive Producer: Jorge Juárez
Executive Producer: Oscar Armando Díaz de León
Composer Lyricist: Jaime Ignacio Peñuñuri
Lyrics and translation
Original
No pensaba decidirme, pero al ver que te vas para siempre, he querido que esta noche bien grabada se quede en tu mente.
Mis mariachis te despiden, mi guitarra bendice tu suerte.
No hay en mí ningún reproche porque sé que no es culpa de ti.
Sin mirar diferencias sociales, nos tuvimos amor de verdad, corazón.
Pero son convencionales y al mirar que no somos iguales, nos señalan lugares distantes para ya no podernos mirar.
¡Uh!
-Échale, viejo. -Y puro Sonora, oiga.
-Puro norte tú, pues, Sonora. -Así no más, compadre.
Brindaré por el cariño que por mí solamente has tenido, para que algún día el tiempo no lo llene de polvo y olvido.
Y al final, con dos besitos que te dé muy juntito al oído, te diré que aunque te vayas, vivirás siempre dentro de mí.
Sin mirar diferencias sociales, nos tuvimos amor de verdad, corazón.
Pero son convencionales y al mirar que no somos iguales, nos señalan lugares distantes para ya no podernos mirar.
Y júgele.
-Gracias. -Muchas gracias. Qué bárbaro.
English translation
I wasn't going to decide, but seeing that you're leaving forever, I wanted this well-recorded night to stay in your mind.
My mariachis say goodbye to you, my guitar blesses your luck.
There is no reproach in me because I know that it is not your fault.
Without looking at social differences, we had true, heartfelt love for each other.
But they are conventional and when they see that we are not equal, they point us to distant places so that we can no longer look at each other.
Oooh!
-Throw him out, old man. -And pure Sonora, listen.
-Pure north you, then, Sonora. -No more, buddy.
I will toast to the affection that you have only had for me, so that one day time does not fill it with dust and oblivion.
And in the end, with two little kisses that I give you very close to your ear, I will tell you that even if you leave, you will always live inside me.
Without looking at social differences, we had true, heartfelt love for each other.
But they are conventional and when they see that we are not equal, they point us to distant places so that we can no longer look at each other.
And play him.
-Thank you. -Thank you so much. How barbaric.