Текст и перевод песни Los Invasores de Nuevo León - Clave 7

Clave 7

En el retén de La Loma
Estaban 100 federales
Preguntando por Pedrito
También por Paulino Burgos
Pero andaban despistados
Le preguntaban a un mudo

Clave siete es la consigna
De agentes y de soldados
Ese león ya creó 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 dos agentes
Que le pidieran dinero
20 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 última 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 toreé las avispas

Mis armas no las entrego
Van a quedar en el cerro
Yo no me fío 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 Avilés
No se les vaya a olvidar

Clave 7

At the La Loma checkpoint
There were 100 border agents
Asking for Pedrito
Also for Paulino Burgos
But they were disoriented
They were asking a mute

Clave siete is the password
For the 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 gathering
They also set up checkpoints
All over the nation
The truth is that the transports
Pedrito gave them away

They sent two agents
To ask him for money
20 million pesos
Was the price of his hide
But because he was wily
They took him prisoner

Along with two companions
And two young ladies
They took them to the Y griega
It was the final meeting
They shot them down
Along with the young ladies

Since that unforgettable day
There's not as much money floating around
And some traitorous agents
Now have brand new cars
And a man in Guadalajara
Can't sleep out of pure fear

Farewell, Mr. Commander
I have you on my list here
You threw me under the bus
I'll be waiting for you in the magazine
Since you knocked down my hive
Now I'll face the wasps

I won't hand over my weapons
They'll be left on the mountain
I don't trust those people
Who are blinded by money
The lion of the mountain is dead
Come and take his hide

Farewell, all my friends
From the Culiacán Valley
No government law
Can change my name
My name is Pedro Avilés
Don't forget it