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Corrido de Solovino

En las orillas del rio
Vajo de un ensino roble
Vi nacer ese potrillo
De una llegua fina y noble
Una mañana de junio
Eso fue como alas 11
Un relampago sin rayo
Le dio la gracia del cielo
Nadie le ayudo a nacer
Vajo de un fuerte aguacero
Le pusieron solovino
Por capricho de su dueño
Cuando ya tenia 2 años
Beto muy desesperado
A Silman le pregunto
Cuando bamos a probarlo
Le buscaremos pareja
Se que es bueno mi caballo
Perdio su primer carrera
Era un caballo inexperto
Se callo ala media pista
Y sus contrarios se rieron
Y eyos mismos se decian
No hay quien le gane al re integro
Su dueño pidio revancha
Y firmaron las apuestas
Y en el carril del meskite
El solovino dio muestras
Tubo que ganar dos veses
Para que se conbensieran
Desde entonces no a perdido
Y en la pista se hiso bueno
De Culiiacan sinaloa
Al gallito le trajieron
Pensaron que iva a ganarle
Por ser hijo del canelo
Unos narcos de Alburquerque
Del cartel organisado
Con una suma muy fuerte
Le trajieron un caballo
Dicen que a robar vinieron
Y eyos fueron los robados
En su cuadra de obregon
EL solovino esta siempre
Si alguien duda de lo que hablo
Y quieren provar su suerte
Vengan a ver a su dueño
Traigan puños de billetes

Corrido de Solovino

On the banks of the river
Under a mighty oak tree
I witnessed the birth of that colt
Of a fine and noble lineage
One June morning
It was around eleven
A lightning bolt without thunder
Bestowed upon him the grace of heaven
No one helped him to be born
Under a heavy downpour
They named him Solovino
On the whim of his owner
When he was two years old
Beto, filled with desperation
Asked Silman,
“When are we going to test him?”
“We will find him a match,”
He said, “I know my horse is good.”
He lost his first race
He was an inexperienced horse
He fell halfway through the race
And his opponents laughed at him
And they said to each other,
“There is no one who can beat the Re Integro.”
His owner demanded a rematch
And they signed the bets
And on the Mesquite racetrack
Solovino showed his worth
He had to win twice
To convince them
Since then, he has never lost
And on the track, he became a legend
From Culiacán, Sinaloa
They brought El Gallito
They thought he would defeat him
For being the son of El Canelo
Some narcos from Albuquerque
Of the organized cartel
With a hefty sum
They brought him a horse
They say they came to steal
But they were the ones who were robbed
In his stable in Obregón
Solovino is always present
If anyone doubts what I say
And wants to try their luck
Come and see his owner
Bring bags of money