Romance in Durango (incomplete) [S.I.R. Studio Rehearsals] Lyrics
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Steady son, you're blowing the brains of my case
Dear Magdalena on the run
I think it's time we set a scale
Oh, my guitar to the maker's son
For a few crumbs and a place to hide
But I could kill another one
And I'll blame a-Magdalena
Yes, we might
¡Ayudame, Carina!
¡Dios lo sabría!
Soon, the horse will take us to the rhino
I've got a made bevita
Soon, the desert will be done
Soon, you will be dancing with the rhino
She has been more than the most of our people
Her fists like casting nets on the stones
And when I dream of the bells in the village steeple
I see the bloodied face of Ramon
Was it me that shot him down in the cantina?
Was it my hand that held the gun?
I'm glad I slayed my Magdalena
The dogs are barking and what's done is done
¡Ayudame, Carina!
¡Dios lo sabría!
Soon, the horse will take us to the rhino
I've got a made bevita
Soon, the desert will be done
Soon, you will be dancing with the rhino
In the glory dark, we'll sit in the shade
And watch the young toreros stand alone
We'll drink tequila where our grandfather's dead
And we'll all drink the ice cream of the old
And Magdalena's long cortege is near
Already she's a siesta-dancing God
In the pale, in the pale moonlight, we'll appear
The stars will shine above our city lights
¡Ayudame, Carina!
¡Dios lo sabría!
Soon, the horse will take us to the rhino
I've got a made bevita
Soon, the desert will be done
Soon, you will be dancing with the rhino
Was that the thunder that I heard?
I hear in my brain, I see the sharp pain
I'm sick by the east, don't stay away
Oh, get the other snake
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun
Look up in the hills after that young knight
He's my only one
We'd better make it through the night
¡Ayudame, Carina!
¡Dios lo sabría!
Soon, the horse will take us to the rhino
I've got a made bevita
Soon, the desert will be done
Soon, you will be dancing with the rhino
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