This is the corrido, by María Mendoza
What it brings in history, the law of life
This is the run of a beautiful female
What do you all know as ?? La Bandida ??
He does not know or understand love things
His big eyes, do not express affection
Who knows if he had many disappointments
Who knows how black his fate was
María, María, María La Bandida
His silky hair reflects death
And on his red lips, there is a lie
With it you win, or you lose your life
They call him something, María La Bandida
María, María, María La Bandida
It's not the fault of being so pretty
The females envy her, the men follow her
He likes roosters, he likes tequila
But he likes it better, breaking hearts
Maybe with time, give yourself to the good
Maybe with time, your pride will double
There are those who have seen him, crying a pity
And the crying in life, is of noble people
María, María, María La Bandida
His silky hair reflects death
And on his red lips, there is a lie
With it you win, or you lose your life
They call him something, María La Bandida
Only among all we can make this a better place :)