Corrido Al Gallo Elizalde - Valentin Elizalde traduction en anglais

Corrido Al Gallo Elizalde

Soy hijo del gallo Elizalde
Era mi padre y le quiero cantar
Un corrido pa' recordarle
Un homenaje al que le ha de cuadrar
Somos amigos señores
Y unidos para festejar
A un hombre y a un gran ser humano
Y a mi padre se la de llevar
Aun recuerdo de cuando era niño
Sus consejos que yo no olvidaré
Y ahora siempre lo traigo en mi mente
Porque mi padre siempre será
Amigos voy a cantarles
Dispensen lo mal cantado
Murió mi padre adorado
Que se fue a su estado
él era el gallo Elizalde
Por donde quiera anhelado
Es a él que le esta cantado
Como se va a componer
Yo quiero relatarles
Decirles como era él
Un amigo muy sincero
Hombre de buena ley
Ya no volverán a ver
Al grande sinaloa
Cantando aquellos corridos
Con la tambora
Cantar e inolvidable
Al grande Sinaloa
Ya no volverán a ver
Al grande sinaloa
Cantando aquellos corridos
Con la tambora
Cantar e inolvidable
Al grande Sinaloa
Pasó de volado
A ver si alcanza el cielo
Allá en la tierra
Siempre hace
Amigos y familiares
Por siempre lo recordaremos.

Corrido To the Rooster Elizalde

I'm the son of the rooster Elizalde,
He was my father, and I want to sing to him,
A corrido to remember him,
A tribute to the one who must fit,
We are friends, my lady,
And united to celebrate,
A man and a great human being,
And to my father we must take it,
I still remember when I was a child,
His advice that I will never forget,
And now I always carry it in my mind,
Because my father will always be,
Friends, I'm going to sing to you,
Excuse my bad singing,
My beloved father died,
He went to his state,
He was the rooster Elizalde,
Yearned for everywhere,
It is to him that I am singing,
How will it be composed?
I want to tell you,
To tell you how he was,
A very sincere friend,
A man of good faith,
You will never see again,
The great Sinaloa,
Singing those corridos,
With the tambora,
Singing unforgettable
To the great Sinaloa,
You will never see again,
To the great Sinaloa,
Singing those corridos,
With the tambora,
Singing unforgettable
To the great Sinaloa,
He flew by,
To see if he could reach heaven,
There on earth,
He always makes,
Friends and family,
We will remember him forever.