Текст и перевод песни Banda Tierra Sagrada - El M Grande

El M Grande

Alivianese gallada alivianese gallada
Avientese unos pinches grititos
Arriba la raza del salado compadre
Arriba la raza del salado
Se llama el m Grande
Y dice Viejo

Llegaron a Culiacán
Y se internan a la sierra
Buscaban al m grande
Andan detrás de esa fiera
Los perros adiestrados
No dan con su madriguera

Ahora con la tierra Sagrada
Que retumbe masizo Viejo
Y hay va hasta Culiacan Sinaloa compa Giovani
Ay hay agua viejito ánimo pariente
Que corridon viejon y es la tierra Sagrada pariente

Llegaron a Culiacán
Y se internan a la sierra
Buscaban al m grande
Andan detrás de esa fiera
Los perros adiestrados
No dan con su madriguera

A como lo an hostigado
A quien dedico el corrido
Siempre recordare el nombre
De su compadre querido
Que a provocado coraje
Por lo de amador carrillo

Y échele compa aldamas
Ánimo pariente y esta se va oiga
Hasta el mérito salado compadre Juan Pablo
Compadre César casi nada viejo
Y es la Tierra Sagrada primo
Y hasta Jalisco Viejo

Siempre que se llega al triunfo
Atrás te viene la envidia
El m llego a la meta
Y por eso se le hostiga
Quiso el gobierno apresarlo
Se les volvió ojo de hormiga

El que sabe hacer la cosas
Siempre a de evitar problemas
Y si apeteces la miel
Ay bronca con las colmenas
Y si estas bien con la ley
Te protege de esas fieras

Ánimo compadre fierro oiga
Hay le va hasta banderillas compadre lalo
Aja hay viejito
Hay le va compa pato
Arriba Mazatlan oiga

Colmenas muy enjumadas
Que no temen al peligro
Saludos al compa 4
Al mejor de sus amigos
O en el filo de un cuchillo

Un petate fue mi cuna
Y lo que traigo es ganacia
Alcabo mundo ay te quedas
Para mi no ay esperanza
Con este cuerno de disco
Rayo el penco por mi raza

The Big M

Get loose, my friend, get loose, my friend
Let's hear some whoops and hollers
Up with the people of the city of Salado
Up with the people of Salado
His name is the Big M
And he said, Bro

They arrived in Culiacán
And went deep into the mountains
They were looking for the Big M
They're after that beast
The trained dogs
Can't find his lair

Now with the Holy Land
Make the bass rumble, Bro
And there we go to Culiacan Sinaloa, my buddy Giovani
Oh, there's water, old man, come on, buddy
What a great song, my man, and it's the Holy Land, buddy

They arrived in Culiacán
And went deep into the mountains
They were looking for the Big M
They're after that beast
The trained dogs
Can't find his lair

The way they've harassed him
To whom I dedicate this song
I'll always remember the name
Of his dear friend
Who provoked his anger
Because of Amado Carrillo

And let it go, my friend Aldamas
Come on, buddy, and this one goes out
To the one and only city of Salado, my friend Juan Pablo
My friend César, it's nothing, old man
And it's the Holy Land, my cousin
And all the way to Jalisco, Bro

Whenever you succeed
Envy will follow you
The M got to the finish line
And that's why they harass him
The government wanted to arrest him
But he became invisible

Those who know how to do things
Must always avoid problems
And if you want the honey
You'll have trouble with the bees
And if you're in good standing with the law
It will protect you from those beasts

Come on, my friend Fierro, listen up
Here we go to Banderillas, my friend Lalo
Yeah, old man
Here we go, my friend Pato
Up with Mazatlan, listen

Hives full of angry bees
Who are not afraid of danger
Greetings to my friend 4
To the best of his friends
Or on the edge of a knife

A mat was my cradle
And what I have is profit
After all, the world stays the same
There is no hope for me
With this bullhorn
I'll rock the horse for my race