Текст и перевод песни Joel Elizalde - Corrido Del Comandante

Corrido Del Comandante

Ya le hicieron el corrido
Lo podrán oir ahora
Recordando a un gran amigo
Comandante de Sonora
Póngale mucha atención
Para que sepan la historia
Ha nacido en buena cuna
De familia acomodada
Y quiso ser policía
Porque le gustan las armas
Echó a volar gavilanes
Que por Sonora bajaban
Hombre de mucha palabra
Y noble de corazón
Por eso a nadie persigue
Cuando no ve la razón
Es un gallito jugado
Que ha nacido en Obregón
Peleando con militares
No se me olvida aquel día
Le pusieron un retén
Pa quitarle mercancía
Que el había decomisado
Entregarla no podía
Se escucharon los disparos
De todito un pelotón
El comandante les dijo
Darle frente a la agresión
Cuando todito aclararon
Se le disculpo el mayor
En el mundo de la mafia
Y también el de la ley
Hay que hacer buenos amigos
Por que si te ven caer
Que no caigas hasta abajo
Que te puedan sostener
No me olvido de Sonora
Ya me voy para Hermosillo
A cantarle al comandante
Y a todos sus amigos
Aunque no les diga el nombre
Porque así se hizo el corrido

Corrido Of The Commander

They've already made the corrido,
You're able to hear it now,
Remembering a great friend,
Commander of Sonora.
Pay close attention,
So that you'll know the story,
He was born into a good family,
A wealthy family,
And he wanted to be a police officer,
Because he loves weapons.
He let the hawks fly,
That came down through Sonora.
A man of his word,
And noble of heart,
That's why he doesn't go after anyone,
When he doesn't see the reason.
He's a risky rooster,
Who was born in Obregón,
Fighting with the military,
I'll never forget that day,
They set up a checkpoint for him,
To take away his merchandise,
That he had seized.
He could not give it up,
Shots could be heard,
From an entire platoon.
The commander told them,
To face the aggression head-on,
When they were able to clear everything up,
The major apologized to him.
In the world of the mafia,
And also that of the law,
You have to make good friends,
Because if they see you fall,
You won't fall down too far,
They'll be able to support you.
I won't forget Sonora,
I'm leaving for Hermosillo,
To sing to the commander,
And to all his friends,
Even though I don't tell them his name,
Because that's how the corrido was made.