Paroles et traduction Noel Torres - El May

El May

Se le ve sonriente, se le ve contento
Poco se acelera el es mas de respeto
Alla por Jalisco lo miran pasenado
Va pa California muy de vez en cuando
A arreglar negocios, arreglar pendientes
A ver a su gente y regresa en caliente
Es de ojos azules su mirada es fuerte
EL MAY es tranquilo...
Nada de corriente.

Le gustan los carros
Le gustan lar armas
Le gustan las viejas y sabe tratarlas
Su pistola al cinto tampoco le falta
Por si se atravieza una que otra rata
Se pone contento y se escucha la banda
Que canten corridos la noche es muy larga
Que canten el valdo que afuera hace falta
Y pa recordarlo...
La super descarga.

(Y hay le va compa May
Y vamonos pa Guadalajara viejon)

Si da su palabra su palabra vale
De lo que dice y lo que dice se hace
Muy pocos se enredan le gusta cuidarse
El compa es muy joven
Pero piensa en grande
Los problemas siempre se arreglan de frente
El que nada debe a nadie le teme
Donde hay peligro tambien hay billetes
De aya de Los Angeles...
Le mandan los verdes.

Por sus hijos con gusto ofrece su vida
Al igual tambien por toda su familia
Pocos los amigos pero son sinceros
Les manda un saluda para todos ellos
Se despide El May y sigue sonriente
Su pistola al cinto pa cualquier pendiente
Hay le va el saludo pa Tierra Caliente
El es Michoacano...
De aya de Tepeque.

The May

He looks smiling, he looks happy
He rarely speeds, he's more respectful
There in Jalisco, they see him strolling
He goes to California every now and then
To arrange business, settle matters
To see his people and he returns quickly
He has blue eyes, his gaze is strong
THE MAY is calm...
Not at all ordinary.

He likes cars
He likes guns
He likes women and knows how to treat them
His pistol at his hip is never missing
In case some rat crosses his path
He gets happy and the band can be heard
Let them sing corridos, the night is long
Let them sing the "waldo," it's needed outside
And to remember him...
The super descarga.

(There you go, compa May
Let's go to Guadalajara, old man)

If he gives his word, his word is worth something
What he says, he does
Very few mess with him, he likes to be careful
The compa is very young
But he thinks big
Problems are always dealt with head-on
He who owes nothing fears no one
Where there's danger, there's also money
From over there in Los Angeles...
They send him the green.

For his children, he gladly offers his life
As well as for all his family
Few friends, but they are sincere
He sends greetings to all of them
El May says goodbye and keeps smiling
His pistol at his hip for any pending matter
There goes the greeting to Tierra Caliente
He is Michoacano...
From over there in Tepeque.