Текст и перевод песни Banda Móvil - El Carrete

El Carrete

El pueblo de mazatan
Se convirtió en un infierno
Está muy bien vigilado
Por los grandes del gobierno.
Andan buscando al carrete
Por toditos los caminos
Rogando a Dios no encontrarlo
Pa no saber su destino.
Platican que tiene el diablo
Que ya se hicieron amigos
El diablo que lo protege
Se llama cuerno de chivo.
El se llama Carlos mesa
Y le apodan el carrete
El carga un cuerno de chivo
Y una 357

Ya les mato a dos tenientes
Y hasta dos o tres soldados
Oyen mentar al carrete
Y se quedan asustados.
Del pueblo de mazatan
Con rumbo a la aguacatosa
Hay por el cerro del negro
Nomás su potro retosa.
Ya con esta me despido
Señores dispensarán
Ya les cante este corrido
Del tigre de mazatan

The Reel

The people of Mazatan
It turned into a hell
It is very well guarded
By the big guys in the government.
They're looking for the reel
By all the ways
Praying to God not to find Him
To not know his fate.
They talk about what the devil has
Who have already become friends
The devil who protects him
It's called a goat's horn.
His name is Carlos Mesa.
And he's nicknamed the reel
He carries a goat's horn
And a 357

I've already killed two lieutenants
And up to two or three soldiers
They hear the reel lying
And they stay scared.
From the people of Mazatan
On the way to aguacatosa
There is by the Cerro del Negro
Just his foal retosa.
Already with this I say goodbye
Gentlemen will dispense
I already sang this cumshot to them
Of the Mazatan Tiger