Текст и перевод песни Banda Tierra Sagrada - El Rayo de Sinaloa

El Rayo de Sinaloa

Y ahí le va pa' toda la raza de corriditos de antaño viejones
Se llama "El rayo de Sinaloa"
Y que bonit ser de la tierra sagrada viejo

Cantaba la flor de dalia, alegre estaba el mitote
Iban tendiendo una trampa, pa' cazar a Armando López
El que bajaba las naves por distintos horizontes
Le sobraban los amores, al Rayo de Sinaloa

No le faltaban el dinero, al amo de soyotita
Apreciado por los grandes y el galán de las artistas

Oiga compadre Medina, no apagues tu celular
El domingo baja un ave en el desierto de altar
Allá te espero en Tijuana, lo vamos a celebrar auh!

Y pa que se prenda el cerro Compa Federico Figueroa
Y puro guerrero pariente!

Con diez balazos de súper terminaron aquel baile
El Rayito cayó herido, no se pudo remediar
Para disfrazar el crimen, lo echaron a un bulevar
El Rayo cayó en Tijuana a tiros lo asesinaron
Al padre le secuestraron, la perra andaba muy brava
Al otro hermano mataron, allá por Guadalajara

Medina carga una lista, la perra vuelve a ladrar
Por la muerte de los López, alguien tendrà que pagar
La muerte de esos valientes, Medina las va a cobrar

The Lighting Bolt of Sinaloa

And there it goes for all the race of old-time corriditos
It's called "The Lightning Bolt of Sinaloa"
And how beautiful to be from the sacred land, my friend

The flower of dalia sang, the party was lively
They were setting a trap, to catch Armando López
He who brought down the ships from different horizons
He had an abundance of lovers, the Lightning Bolt of Sinaloa

Money was not lacking for the master of Soyotita
Appreciated by the greats and the heartthrob of artists

Listen, my friend Medina, don't turn off your cell phone
On Sunday a bird will come down in the desert of Altar
I'll be waiting for you in Tijuana, let's celebrate auh!

And for the hill to catch fire, my friend Federico Figueroa
And pure warrior, my friend!

With ten bullets from a super they ended that dance
The little Lightning Bolt fell wounded, there was no remedy
To disguise the crime, they threw him on a boulevard
The Lightning Bolt fell in Tijuana, they assassinated him with gunshots
They kidnapped his father, the bitch was very angry
They killed his other brother, away in Guadalajara

Medina carries a list, the bitch barks again
For the death of the López, someone will have to pay
Medina will collect on the death of those brave men