Lyrics and translation Larry Hernández - Homenaje A Mi Compadre Tito

Homenaje A Mi Compadre Tito

(Este homenaje lo hago con mucho respeto
Para toda su familia y todos sus fanáticos
De mi compadre TITO TORBELLINO)

Siempre fuiste bravo
Siempre de chiquillo
Lo miraban tus papas
Ese fiel Sonora
Que siempre quisiste
Y adoraste por tu ma
Y quien pensaría
Que era en Obregón
Donde te ibas a quedar...

Pasaban los años
Y un joven rebelde
Buena gente crecía más
Que borro la escuela
Nunca te gustaba
Y la quisiste dejar
Y fue el acordeón
Ese un refugio
Y lo empezaste a explorar...

De Phoenix tu cuna
Es Phoenix tu gente
Donde tú ya no vendrás
Haya están tus restos
Y muchas memorias
Que siempre he de recordar
Yo que fui tu amigo
Y juntos soñamos
Con la fama abrazar...

(Y tú no te agüites Pitiyo
Que tu padre te cuida desde el cielo mijo
Y échele ganas compa Rigo
Ay le va compa Blas
Y puro Carácter Y Estilo compa Santos
Fierro viejo)

Yo no sé el motivo
Yo no sé las causas
Y creo que por ahí no va
Triste todo un pueblo
Y más tu familia
Tus amigos no verán
Cuando te enfiestabas
Jalabas la Banda
Te tocaban sin parar...

Dejaste a tus hijos
Y muchos fanáticos
Que en su corazón estas
Y tu un Torbellino
Arrasabas todo
Y empezabas a triunfar
Siempre tus corridos
Y hermosas canciones
Que en la historia quedaran...

Tocaba la Banda
Como lo pediste
Mucha gente fue al lugar
Un acordeón mudo
Lo dejaste triste
Tus dedos no miraran
Descansa Tomas
Y ojala estos versos
Los escuches donde estas
Descanse compadre
Y ojala estos versos
Los escuches donde estas...

Tribute To My Compadre Tito

(I make this tribute with much respect
For all his family and all his fans
Of my compadre TITO TORBELLINO)

You were always brave
Always since you were a boy
Your parents saw it
That loyal Sonora
That you always wanted
And adored because of your mom
And who would have thought
That it was in Obregón
Where you were going to stay...

The years went by
And a young rebel
A good person grew up more
Who erased school
You never liked it
And you wanted to leave it
And it was the accordion
That refuge
And you began to explore it...

Phoenix your cradle
Phoenix your people
Where you will no longer come
There are your remains
And many memories
That I will always remember
I who was your friend
And together we dreamed
Of embracing fame...

(And don't you worry Pitiyo
Your father is watching over you from heaven, son
And give it your all, compa Rigo
Here's to you, compa Blas
And pure Character and Style, compa Santos
Old iron)

I don't know the reason
I don't know the causes
And I think that's not the point
A whole town is sad
And more your family
Your friends won't see
When you partied
You pulled the Band
They played for you non-stop...

You left your children
And many fans
Who have you in their hearts
And you a Whirlwind
You swept everything away
And you were beginning to succeed
Always your corridos
And beautiful songs
That will remain in history...

The Band played
As you requested
Many people went to the place
A silent accordion
You left it sad
Your fingers won't see
Rest Tomas
And I hope these verses
You hear them where you are
Rest in peace compadre
And I hope these verses
You hear them where you are...