Paroles et traduction Los Huracanes del Norte - La Suburban Dorada

La Suburban Dorada

Una Suburban dorada
Con los cristales ahumados
Venía de Zacatecas
Iban para el otro lado
La manejaban Arturo
Y Raúl, su primo hermano

Venían cargados de droga
Con destino a Colorado
Pero llegarían al Paso
A levantar un encargo
No sabían lo que el destino
Les tenía preparado

Se sentían bien amparados
En la Suburban dorada
Traía el motor alterado
Y estaba toda blindada
Arturo dice orgulloso
Ni el demonio nos alcanza

Antes de entrar a Coahuila
Había un retén federal
Un judicial les pregunta
¿Señores, de dónde son?
De Zacatecas, contestan
Pero vamos a Torreón

El judicial les dice muy despacio
Les dice por la ventana
Alguien ya les puso el dedo
Y sé que traen hierba mala
Móchense con una feria
Y se van como si nada

¿De cuánto me habla, jefazo?
No traemos mucho dinero
Todavía no colectamos
Pero le ofrezco algo bueno
También traigo de la blanca
Le doy algo y ahí nos vemos

A mí me das efectivo
O ahora mismo los detengo
A ellos no les gustó nada
Que se pusieran tan necios
Y con sus cuernos de chivo
Desataron un infierno

Cayeron seis judiciales
Por las balas de la mafia
De los seis, un ambicioso
Pudo evitar la batalla
Alguien me dijo que en Denver
Vio la Suburban dorada

Oye nomás, compadre
Déjenme decirles, hombre
Quiero agradecerles muchísimo su presencia en esta tarde
A cada uno de ustedes, y de veras
Si les gustan los corridos pesados nomás péguenle un grito, compa

The Golden Suburban

A golden Suburban, honey,
With tinted windows all around,
Coming from Zacatecas, see,
Headed for the other side, you and me.
Arturo was at the wheel, my dear,
And Raúl, his cousin, was right there.

Loaded with drugs, they were on their way,
To Colorado, that very same day.
But they'd stop in El Paso first, you see,
To pick up a special delivery.
They didn't know what fate had in store,
What dangers lay ahead, and more.

They felt safe and sound, I swear,
In their golden Suburban there.
Its engine was souped-up and fast,
And the whole thing armored to last.
Arturo said, proud as can be,
"Even the devil can't catch me!"

Before entering Coahuila state,
There was a federal checkpoint gate.
A judicial officer asked them right there,
"Gentlemen, where are you from, I swear?"
"From Zacatecas," they replied with a grin,
"But we're headed to Torreón, where we've never been."

The officer spoke to them low and slow,
Through the window, he let them know,
"Someone's tipped me off, you see,
I know you're carrying illegal weed, honey."
"Slip me some cash, a little fee,
And you can go on your way, free."

"How much are you talking about, boss man?"
"We don't have much money in hand."
"We haven't collected yet, it's true,
But I'll offer you something good, just for you."
"I also have some of the white stuff, you see,
I'll give you some, and we'll be free."

"You give me cash, right here and now,"
"Or I'll arrest you both somehow."
They didn't like his stubborn tone,
How he acted so hard and alone.
With their AK-47s, they let loose a blast,
Unleashing hell, so fierce and fast.

Six officers fell, dead on the ground,
By the bullets of the mafia's sound.
Of the six, one greedy soul,
Could have prevented the whole damn hole.
Someone told me, just the other day,
They saw the golden Suburban in Denver, far away.

Hey, listen up, my friend, let me tell you this,
I want to thank you all so much for being here with us,
Every single one of you, and really,
If you like heavy corridos, just give a yell, my friend, truly.
If you like those hard-hitting songs, let me hear you shout!