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Lydia Mendoza

21may1916 -- 22dec2007



Lydia Mendoza

Vida Mia



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This is music "to make your heart swell and burst." If you saw John Sayles's Lone Star, you heard Tejano music pioneer Lydia Mendoza singing "Jurame" ("Swear to Me"), yet somehow, amazingly, you didn't rush out of the theater, straight to the record store (or the internet) to hear more of this amazing voice.

Shame on you! You can rectify this now.

Vida Mia consists of recordings from 1934-1939, most of which feature only Lydia and her 12-string guitar. Most are quite sad. All of them are beautiful.

Not only that, she sang about Deuce of Clubs (see below).

Ace of Hearts

(Luis Alcaráz)

As de corazónes rojos,
Boquita de una mujer;
Por jugar con mis antojos
Me tocó la de perder.

As de corazónes rojos,
En tus labios carmecí;
Dos de tréboles en tus ojos,
Con esas cartas perdi.

Tu boquita palpitante
Es un as de corazón;
Le creí de diamante...
Así las barajas son.

En el juego de mi antojo
Me gustó para perder
El corazóncito rojo
De una boca de mujer.

Red ace of hearts,
The lips of a woman;
For having played with my desire
I ended up losing.

Red ace of hearts,
In your crimson lips;
Deuce of Clubs in your eyes
With those cards I lost.

Your palpitating lips
Are an ace of hearts;
I thought they were diamonds,
That's how the cards are.

In the game of my desire
I picked to lose
The little red heart
Of a woman's lips.

Fue Mentira

(Alfonso Esparza Oteo)

Fuiste mentirosa con mi querrer
al jurarme que me amabas de verdad;
Siempre las palabras de una mujer
Solo saben, solo saben engañar.

Nada, nada, queda en el corazón,
Las cenizas del olvido lo cubrió;
Y aunque el beso que te dí
Yo jamás te lo fingí,
Fué mentira, fué mentira nuestro amor.

You were false with my affections
When you swore you would love me truly,
The words of a woman
Only know how to deceive.

Nothing, nothing is left in my heart,
The ashes of oblivion have covered all,
And although the kiss I gave you
Was never untrue,
Our love, our love was just a lie.


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