Текст и перевод песни La Energia Norteña - Se Les Peló Baltazar

Se Les Peló Baltazar

Estando moliendo caña
En su ranchito querido
Buscaban a Baltazar
Para llevarlo al presidio
Eran buenos cazadores
Con experiencia al codillo
¡Y que se oiga bonito, mi Energía Norteña!

Estando moliendo caña
En su ranchito querido
Buscaban a Baltazar
Para llevarlo al presidio
Eran buenos cazadores
Con experiencia al codillo

Un venado lampareado
Es difícil de cazar
Aunque le pongas la trampa
Tiene experiencia al brincar
Se quedaron con las ganas
Se les peló Baltazar

Solo el que carga el morral
Le sabe su contenido
Por eso la federal
Quería llevarlo al presidio
No se le comprobó nada
Se les bajó en el camino

¡Ah, ja, jai!
¡Y no es mentira, compadre!
¡Y ánimo, viejón Neri López!
Y Energy Boy

Se fue con rumbo a la sierra
Montado en su bailador
Su caballo preferido
Que lo quiere con amor
Lo mismo baila un huapango
Que un corrido o una canción

Ay, Culiacán tan hermoso
Desde el filo de la sierra
Tus luces yo las diviso
Como mirar las estrellas
¡Cómo extraño a mis amigos!
También a mi linda güera

Afinen sus instrumentos
Que va a empezar a tocar
La Energía Norteña
Va a empezar a parrandear
El merito seis de enero
Se festeja a Baltazar

Baltazar Got Away

While grinding sugar cane
In his beloved little ranch
They were looking for Baltazar
To take him to prison
They were good hunters
With lots of experience
And let it be heard, my dear Energy Norteña!

While grinding sugar cane
In his beloved little ranch
They were looking for Baltazar
To take him to prison
They were good hunters
With lots of experience

A lamparaded deer
Is difficult to hunt
Even if you set a trap for it
It has lots of experience jumping
They were left wanting
Baltazar got away

Only the one carrying the knapsack
Knows its contents
That's why the federales
Wanted to take him to prison
They couldn't prove anything on him
He slipped away from them on the road

Ha, ha, hai!
And it's not a lie, buddy!
And cheer up, old man Neri López!
And Energy Boy

He left for the mountains
Riding his bailador
His favorite horse
That he loves with all his heart
He can dance a huapango just as well
As a corrido or a song

Oh, Culiacán, so beautiful
From the mountain's edge
I can see your lights
Like looking at the stars
How I miss my friends!
And my beautiful güera too

Tune your instruments
Because we're going to start playing
La Energía Norteña
We're going to start partying
On January 6th
We celebrate Baltazar