Текст и перевод песни Los Herederos De Nuevo León - Clave 7 - En Vivo

Clave 7 - En Vivo

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

Clave 7 es la consigna,
De agentes y de soldados
Ese león ya crío melena,
Van a tener que matarlo
Nomás no se arriesguen mucho,
Primero hay que traicionarlo

En la ciudad de Hermosillo,
Hubo una concentración
También pusieron retenes,
Por todita la nación
Lo cierto es que los transportes,
Pedrito los regalo

Le mandaron 2 agentes,
Que le pidieran dinero
Veinte millones de pesos,
Era el precio de su cuero
Pero como era camuco,
Lo tomaron prisionero

Junto con dos compañeros,
Además dos señoritas,
Los llevaron a la Y griega,
Era la ultima cita
Ahí los acribillaron,
Junto con las jovencitas

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 echo por delante,
Ahí lo espero en la revista
Ya que tumbo mi panal,
Ahora toree las avispas

Mis armas no las entrego,
Van a quedar en el cerro
Yo no me fio de esa gente,
Que la deslumbra el dinero
Ya murió el león de la sierra,
Vengan a quitarle el cuero

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

Clave 7 - Live

At the Loma checkpoint,
There were 100 federal agents,
Asking about Pedrito,
And about Paulino Burgos too
But they were clueless,
They were asking a mute

Clave 7 is the code,
Of agents and soldiers
That lion has already grown a mane,
They're going to have to kill him
Just don't risk it too much,
First you have to betray him

In the city of Hermosillo,
There was a rally
They also set up checkpoints,
All over the nation
The truth is that the transports,
Pedrito gave them away

They sent him 2 agents,
To ask him for money
Twenty million pesos,
Was the price of his skin
But since he was a crook,
They took him prisoner

Along with two companions,
And two young ladies,
They took them to the Y griega,
It was their final rendezvous
There they shot them dead,
Including the young ladies

Ever since that unforgettable day,
There hasn't been so much money around,
And some traitorous agents,
Now have new cars
And a man in Guadalajara,
Can't sleep from sheer fear

Goodbye, Mr. Commander,
I have you on my list
You threw me to the wolves,
I'll wait for you in the magazine
Since you knocked down my hive,
Now deal with the hornets

I won't give up my weapons,
They'll stay on the hill
I don't trust those people,
Who are blinded by money
The lion of the mountains is dead,
Come and take his skin

Goodbye to all my friends,
From the Culiacán Valley
No government law,
Will ever change my name
My name is Pedro Aviles,
Don't you forget it.