Текст и перевод песни Lalo Mora - Rafael Caro Quintero

Rafael Caro Quintero

En San José, Costa Rica
Lo tomaron prisionero
Ya se extendió la noticia
Por todito el mundo entero
Así, el corrido comienza
Del señor Caro Quintero

10 agentes federales
Le formaron la custodia
Por ser un gallo muy fino
Nacido, allá, en Sinaloa
De esos no nacen a diario
Y, el que nace, no se logra

Por matar un policia
Del gobierno americano
Robarse una tapatía
Hoy, se encuentra procesado
El león es rey de las fieras
Aunque se encuentre enjaulado

Dicen que quieren juzgarlo
Los gringos, allá, en sus lares
Nada más para llevarlo
Las manos van a sudarles
Se me hace que van a hacerle
Lo que el aire le hizo a Juárez

Rafael Caro Quintero
Ya está en su patria otra vez
Si creen que ya lo han medido
De la cabeza a los pies
¿Pa' qué lo quieren los gringos
Si este no canta en inglés?

La fiera ya está enjaulada
Pero, se oyen los rugidos
Allá, por la madrugada
Sus deseos serán cumplidos
Échense a oír la manada
Si es que quieren quedar vivos

Rafael Caro Quintero

In San José, Costa Rica
They took him prisoner
The news has spread
All over the world
Thus, the ballad begins
Of Mr. Caro Quintero

10 federal agents
Formed his custody
For being a very fine rooster
Born, there, in Sinaloa
They aren't born like that every day
And, the one that is born, does not succeed

For killing a police officer
Of the American government
Stealing a Guadalajara woman
Today, he is being prosecuted
The lion is king of the beasts
Even though he is caged

They say they want to try him
The gringos, there, in their lairs
Just to take him away
Their hands will sweat
I think they will do to him
What the air did to Juárez

Rafael Caro Quintero
Is already back in his homeland
If they think they've already measured him
From head to toe
Why do the gringos want him
If he doesn't sing in English?

The beast is already caged
But, the roars can be heard
There, at dawn
His wishes will be fulfilled
Listen to the pack
If you want to stay alive