[00:16.234]Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
[00:20.806]Dust on my face and my cape,
[00:26.901]Me and Magdalena on the run
[00:32.671]I think this time we shall escape.
[00:40.513]Sold my guitar to the baker's son
[00:46.080]For a few crumbs and a place to hide,
[00:52.602]But I can get another one
[00:57.884]And I'll play for Magdalena as we ride.
[01:04.242]No llores, mi querida
[01:06.600]Dios nos vigila
[01:09.465]Soon the horse will take us to Durango.
[01:16.068]Agarrame, mi vida
[01:18.953]Soon the desert will be gone
[01:21.899]Soon you will be dancing the fandango.
[01:27.953]Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people
[01:33.805]Hoofbeats like castanets on stone.
[01:40.123]At night I dream of bells in the village steeple
[01:45.974]Then I see the bloody face of Ramon.
[01:52.110]Was it me that shot him down in the cantina
[01:58.612]Was it my hand that held the gun?
[02:04.685]Come, let us fly, my Magdalena
[02:10.334]The dogs are barking and what's done is done.
[02:16.145]No llores, mi querida
[02:19.497]Dios nos vigila
[02:22.382]Soon the horse will take us to Durango.
[02:28.965]Agarrame, mi vida
[02:31.115]Soon the desert will be gone
[02:34.751]Soon you will be dancing the fandango.
[02:40.176]At the corrida we'll sit in the shade
[02:45.885]And watch the young torero stand alone.
[02:52.062]We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed
[02:58.157]When they rode with Villa into Torreon.
[03:04.739]Then the padre will recite the prayers of old
[03:09.677]In the little church this side of town.
[03:16.340]I will wear new boots and an earring of gold
[03:21.928]You'll shine with diamonds in your wedding gown.
[03:28.307]The way is long but the end is near
[03:34.219]Already the fiesta has begun.
[03:40.538]The face of God will appear
[03:46.511]With His serpent eyes of obsidian.
[03:52.972]No llores, mi querida
[03:55.858]Dios nos vigila
[03:58.701]Soon the horse will take us to Durango.
[04:04.654]Agarrame, mi vida
[04:07.742]Soon the desert will be gone
[04:11.054]Soon you will be dancing the fandango.
[04:17.007]Was that the thunder that I heard?
[04:22.167]My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain
[04:28.628]Come sit by me, don't say a word
[04:34.378]Oh, can it be that I am slain?
[04:40.798]Quick, Magdalena, take my gun
[04:47.137]Look up in the hills, that flash of light.
[04:52.439]Aim well my little one
[04:58.271]We may not make it through the night.
[05:04.853]No llores, mi querida
[05:07.779]Dios nos vigila
[05:10.522]Soon the horse will take us to Durango.
[05:17.084]Agarrame, mi vida
[05:19.056]Soon the desert will be gone
[05:22.063]Soon you will be dancing the fandango.