Текст и перевод песни Los Canelos de Durango - El Corrido del Catrin

El Corrido del Catrin

Que compongan, los canelos
Un corrido, al catrin
Un caballo, muy bonito
Santiago lo quiere oir
Pues su dueño y su jinete
Bailando lo era feliz

Hasta finix, Arizona
A santiago, le llamaron
Que el caballo, concentido
Se encontraba agonizando
Se traslado a culiacan
Pero no pudo salbarlo

Con el rostro, de tristesa
A su clin, acariciaba
El le dio, su cepultura
Como nadien lo esperaba
Por hay supe, que hasta un cura
Le llebo, pa que resara

Que remoodelen el rancho
Y que le cambien de nombre
Que le pongan, el catrin
Haci lo pidio aquel hombre
En la entrada, bien plasmado
Como una espampilla al sobre

El delirio, de santiago
Son mujeres, y caballos
Convivee con sus amigos
Se paseaa en buenos carros
Con los vidrios, siempre duros
Por si quieren traisionarlo

Alvino encilla la calda
Tu loreto al calcetin
Que se traigan una banda
Pa recordar al catrin
Y que toquen, el corrido
Santiago lo quiere oir...

The Ballad of El Catrin

Compose, my Los Canelos
A ballad for El Catrin
A horse, so beautiful
Santiago wants to hear it
For its master and rider
Were happy dancing together

All the way to Phoenix, Arizona
They called for Santiago
That the pampered horse
Was dying
He travelled to Culiacán
But couldn't save him

With a face full of sadness
He caressed its mane
He gave it a burial
Like no one would expect
I heard that even a priest
Came to offer a prayer

He remodeled the ranch
And changed its name
He called it El Catrin
Just as the man had asked
At the entrance, a large painting
Like an envelope with a stamp

Santiago's obsession
Is women and horses
He hangs out with his friends
And drives around in nice cars
With the windows always tinted
In case they try to betray him

Alvino starts to boil the broth
You, Loreto, get the tortillas
Bring a band
To remember El Catrin
And have them play the ballad
Santiago wants to hear it...