Paroles et traduction El León y su Gente - De Nayarit

De Nayarit

De Nayarit para estocton
Sale el corrido que canto
De rebote para yaquiman
Aquí lo estoy mencionando
Hombres que trabajan mucho
Pa poderse andar paseando

Les voy a decir sus nombres
Porque no tiene delitos
Me refiero al compa Héctor,
Carlos, junior y Angelito
Que destapen las de Remy
Mientras retumba el corrido

Cuando no andan trabajando
Jalan para Ixtlán del rio
Ese pueblito de Mexpan
Lo recuerdan muy seguido
Rodeado de bellas damas
Y una banda muy cortito

Washington y california
Donde le pegan macizo
De vez en cuando se juntan
Si el trabajo da permiso
Pero siempre acá en el rancho
Cuando les toca descanso
Los verán paseando juntos
Todos son grandes amigos

La distancia no divide
Que se miren como hermanos
Con una buena caguama
Se juntan pa echar relajo
Los trayectos van y vienen
El chiste es andar pisteando

Debieron dejar su rancho
Para progresar y al tanto
Pero con sudor y esfuerzo
Todo han ido logrando
Los años que han pasado
Su amistad ha superado

Ya me voy ya me retiro
Aquí les dejo el corrido
Que habla de la amistad
Que ha estos hombres los ha unido
Nayarit está bien firme
Por todo estados unidos

Washington y california
Donde le pegan macizo
Debes en cuando se juntan
Si el trabajo da permiso
Pero siempre acá en el rancho
Cuando les toca descanso
Los verán paseando juntos
Todos son grandes amigos

From Nayarit

From Nayarit to Stockton, my love,
Comes this corrido I sing for you.
By the way, to Yaquiman too,
I mention it here, just for you.
Men who work hard, day and night,
So they can enjoy life's delight.

I'll tell you their names, my dear,
Because they've nothing to fear.
I'm talking about my friend Hector,
Carlos, Junior, and Angelito, my protector.
Let them open the Remy, so fine,
While this corrido continues to shine.

When they're not working hard, you see,
They head to Ixtlán del Río, free.
That little town in Mexpan, so sweet,
They remember it often, can't be beat.
Surrounded by beautiful women, so grand,
And a band playing close at hand.

Washington and California, my sweet,
Where they work hard, can't be beat.
From time to time, they get together,
If work allows, no matter the weather.
But always back at the ranch, you'll find,
When it's time for some rest and unwind.
You'll see them strolling together, hand in hand,
All great friends, across the land.

Distance doesn't divide their bond,
They see each other like brothers, beyond.
With a good caguama in their hold,
They get together to have fun, be bold.
The journeys come and go, it's true,
The point is to have a good time, just me and you.

They had to leave their ranch behind,
To progress and keep in mind,
But with sweat and effort, they strive,
Everything they've achieved, they've earned alive.
The years that have passed, it's clear,
Their friendship has overcome all fear.

I'm leaving now, my time is through,
I leave you this corrido, just for you.
It speaks of friendship, strong and true,
That has united these men, through and through.
Nayarit stands strong, you see,
All across the United States, free.

Washington and California, so bright,
Where they work hard, with all their might.
From time to time, they gather near,
If work allows, year after year.
But always back at the ranch, they roam,
When it's time for rest, and they're back home.
You'll see them strolling together, side by side,
All great friends, with nothing to hide.