Текст и перевод песни Lorenzo De Monteclarò - Clave 7

Clave 7

En el reten de la Loma
Estaban 100 federales
Preguntando por Pedrito
También por Paulino Burgos
Pero andaban despistados
Le preguntaron a un mudo

Clave siete es la consigna
De agentes y de soldados
Ese león ya creo melena
Van a tener que matarlo
Nomás no se arriesguen mucho
Primero hay que traicionarlo

En la cuidad de Hermosillo
Había una concentración
También pusieron retenes
En todita la nación
Lo triste es que los transportes
Pedrito los regalo

Le mandaron un agente
Que le pidiera el dinero
Le entrego 20 millones de pesos
Era el precio de su cuero
Pero como era camuco
Lo llevaron prisionero

Junto con seis compañeros
Y además seis señoritas
Los llevaron a la i griega
Era la ultima cita
Ahí los acribillaron
Junto con las señoritas

Desde ese día inolvidable
No rola tanto dinero
Y unos agentes traidores
Ahora estrenan carro nuevo
Y un hombre en Guadalajara
No duerme de puro miedo

Adiós, señor comandante
Aquí lo llevo en mi lista
Usted me hecho por delante
Y ahí lo espero en la revista
Ya que tumbo mi panal
Le picaran las avispas

Mis armas no las entrego
Van a quedar en el cerro
No me fio de los amigos
Que les deslumbra el dinero
Ya murió el león de la sierra
Vengan a bajar el cuero

Adiós todos mis amigos
Del valle de Culiacán
Ninguna ley del gobierno
Mi nombre podrá cambiar
Me llamo Pedro Avilés
No se les valla a olvidar

Code 7

At the Loma checkpoint
There were 100 federal agents
Asking about Pedrito
And about Paulino Burgos
But they were lost
They asked a mute

Code seven is the password
Of agents and soldiers
That lion has grown a mane
They're going to have to kill him
Just don't take too many risks
First we have to betray him

In the city of Hermosillo
There was a meeting
They also set up checkpoints
All over the nation
The sad thing is that Pedrito
Gave away the trucks

They sent him an agent
To ask him for the money
He gave him 20 million pesos
It was the price of his hide
But since he was a crook
They took him prisoner

Along with six companions
And also six young ladies
They took them to the "I" griega
It was their last meeting
There they riddled them with bullets
Along with the young ladies

Since that unforgettable day
There hasn't been so much money around
And some treacherous agents
Now drive new cars
And a man in Guadalajara
Can't sleep for fear

Farewell, Mr. Commander
I have you here on my list
You threw me in front of them
And there I'll be waiting for you in the magazine
Now that you've knocked down my honeycomb
The wasps will sting you

I will not surrender my weapons
They will stay on the hill
I do not trust my friends
Who are dazzled by money
The lion of the mountain is dead
Come and take his skin

Farewell, all my friends
In the valley of Culiacán
No law of the government
Will be able to change my name
My name is Pedro Avilés
Don't forget it