Sonora y Sus Ojos Negros
Los Cadetes de Linares
Sonora and Her Black Eyes
In a passenger truck
Of those who go to Sonora
I was tired and sleepy
When a lady came up
With big black eyes
You should be charming
Over there arriving at Los Mochis
I saw good manners in him
I asked him where he was from
He told me that he was from Nogales
That was going to Magdalena
To visit his parents
From Obregon to Hermosillo
We talked very nicely
I like you as a friend
And he came a little closer to me
But in Santa Ana, of course
He let himself be given a little kiss
Give me another kiss on the mouth
But let no one see us
What does it matter if this is Caborca?
Black Water or Cananea
I was going to Magdalena
Now I'm going wherever
In Santa Ana and Atabampo
I was always mistreated
If he hasn't loved me so much
Don't bring me in your arms
Did some saint send you?
So that I could find it
Guaymas and Puerto Peñasco
Don't think I've forgotten you
He slept in my arms
In San Luis Rio Colorado
And when singing to his big eyes
I sing to your beautiful state
