Текст и перевод песни Dyablo - Corrido Quintero

Corrido Quintero

Todo comiensa con un simple juego de canicas
La estadisticas, del crimen, altas y absolutas
El fue rebelde y altanero, el era un lider y un guerrero
Inteligentemente fue sertero
Fue motivado por el hambre, por su ambiciòn,
De superarce, ser muy grande, siempre fue su devociòn
El era un gallo, rango fino, y sin compasion
Todos cahemos en pacados y en la tentasion
Nacido en sinaloa, creciendo entre las calles
Distribullendo toneladas, kilos en costales
Encabesando los carteles de los federales
Los fue burlando por avion, tuneles y canales
Entre cartuchos, y escopetas, escuadras, metralletas
Granaderos, noticieros, en todo el planeta
Fue capturado, y lo tomaron prisionero
En San Jose, Costa Rica, fue la noticia
Que se extendio, se menciono, el todo el mundo entero
Es el corrido del señor Rafael Caro-Quintero

Hay cosas conocidas, tembien desconosidas,
Leyendas vivas como Rafael Caro-Quintero.
De estas personas no nacen, del diaro
Si nacen, no se logran, se encuentran en un santuaro
Bajo la mira de los federales, generales,
Entre helicopertos, espias y hasta los rurales
Era buscado por la armada, y hasta los marinos
Entre los cerros, cordilleras, y hasta en los bajios
Por matar un agente del gobierno americano
Robarse una tapatia, se encuentra el procesado
Es el rebelde del la selva, de todas estas fierras
Una leyenda viva, y aunque tu no me lo creas
Es parte de la histora, de mexico y victoria
Y los rajones, se callaron se te la discordia
Por todos los lados, los buscan soldados
Le hacen los mandados, lo quieren agarrarlo, lo quieren jusgarlo
Apenas lo dientes, el es muy absurdo, saliendo escapar
Dicen los gringos que ellos quieren jusgarlo
Para llevarlo, la manos van a sudarles, no pordran sacarlo

Hay cosas conocidas, tembien desconosidas,
Leyendas vivas como Rafael Caro-Quintero.
No podran enceñarle trucos a este viejo lobo
Cuidado con lo que dices, o amaneses en el lodo
Se cren que lo an medido, de la cabeza a los pies
Pa que lo quieren los gringos, si este no sabe ingles
La fiera esta enjaulada, furiosa y enojada
Se escuchan los rujidos, alla por la madrugada
Que se echen a corer, en bola toda la manada
No quedara ni uno vivo, no queda de ellos nada
La vida paga muchas muertes, ricas, u sorpresas
No te confies, tu de nadien, actua con lo que sientas
Sigue tu instito, y ten el enemigo siempre sercas
Pues la confiansa, deja el hombre, siempre entre las rejas

Hay cosas conocidas, tembien desconosidas,
Leyendas vivas como Rafael Caro-Quintero.

Corrido Quintero

It all starts with a simple game of marbles
Crime statistics, high and absolute
He was rebellious and arrogant, he was a leader and a warrior
Intelligently he was a sharpshooter
He was motivated by hunger, by his ambition,
To excel, to be very great, was always his devotion
He was a rooster, fine rank, and without compassion
We all fall into sins and temptation
Born in Sinaloa, growing up on the streets
Distributing tons, kilos in sacks
Leading the cartels of the federals
He was evading them by plane, tunnels, and canals
Among cartridges, and shotguns, squads, machine guns
Grenadiers, news, all over the planet
He was captured, and taken prisoner
In San Jose, Costa Rica, was the news
That spread, was mentioned, throughout the entire world
This is the corrido of Mr. Rafael Caro-Quintero

There are known things, also unknown,
Living legends like Rafael Caro-Quintero.
These people are not born every day
If they are born, they are not achieved, they are found in a sanctuary
Under the watch of the federals, generals,
Among helicopters, spies and even the rural police
He was wanted by the army, and even the marines
Among the hills, mountain ranges, and even in the lowlands
For killing an agent of the American government
Kidnapping a tapatia woman, he finds himself prosecuted
He is the rebel of the jungle, of all these beasts
A living legend, and even if you don't believe me
It is part of the history, of Mexico and victory
And the cowards, shut up, they are the discord
On all sides, soldiers are looking for him
They do their errands, they want to catch him, they want to judge him
He barely shows his teeth, he is very absurd, managing to escape
The gringos say they want to judge him
To take him away, their hands will sweat, they won't be able to get him out

There are known things, also unknown,
Living legends like Rafael Caro-Quintero.
They won't be able to teach tricks to this old wolf
Be careful what you say, or you'll wake up in the mud
They think they have measured him, from head to toe
Why do the gringos want him, if he doesn't know English
The beast is caged, furious and angry
The roars are heard, there in the early morning
Let the whole herd run away
Not one will be left alive, nothing will remain of them
Life pays for many deaths, rich, or surprises
Don't trust anyone, act with what you feel
Follow your instinct, and always keep the enemy close
For trust, leaves man, always behind bars

There are known things, also unknown,
Living legends like Rafael Caro-Quintero.