Текст и перевод песни Tito Y Su Torbellino - Fueron Valientes

Fueron Valientes

Es un desorden bien organizado
Matar o morir como un mexicano
Ay reglas y normas para controlarlo
Vivian peleando y oy estan enterrados
Y hoy canto el corrido para recordarlos
Que fueron valientes y decididos
Y hay muchos testigos que fueron amigos
Y fueron veneno como enemigos

La guerra es frontera entre la vida y la muerte
A vivir arrollidado mejor muero peleando
Nacho tenia problemas y les hizo frente
Le mataron al negro torturado y quemado
Eso fue imperdonable se fue endemoniado
Y hubo muchos implicados y tumbando a varios
Nacho era el ejemplo y el CP era el mando
Y echando chingasos tambien lo mataron

Y ay le vapara la clica del cp. jajai

Aya por sonora se nos fueorn varios
Como el L7 de aya en caborca
Sembro el terror por toda esa zona
Con el R2 ivan 3 en un carro
Pa 3 individuos 300 balazos
Y aya en culiacan les llego el fracaso
Y ami compa chendi le mando un abrazo
Le yego el final cerca de sonoyta y en puerrto peñasco

Otro mas que se ha ido aya de pueblos unidos
Amigo y apreciado de muy alto rango
Los torres delos llanos y los avendaño
Le tenian aprecio y aqui lo recordamos
Cayo en culiacan en esos meses de mayo
...el mp fue abatido a balazos
Lucharon por no ser pobres fueron todos soldados
Como en tiempos de antaño revolucionarios

They Were Brave

It's a well-organized mess
Kill or be killed like a Mexican
There are rules and norms to control it
They lived fighting and here they are buried
And today I sing the corrido to remember them
That they were brave and determined
And there are many witnesses who were friends
And they were poison as enemies

War is a border between life and death
To live trampled, I'd rather die fighting
Nacho had problems and faced them
They killed his black man, tortured and burned him
That was unforgivable, he went crazy
And there were many involved and taking down several
Nacho was the example and CP was the command
And throwing shootings they also killed him

And there goes the clique of the CP. LOL

Over there in Sonora, several of us left
Like the L7 from over in Caborca
He sowed terror throughout that area
With R2, there were 3 in a car
For 3 individuals, 300 bullets
And over in Culiacan they met failure
And to my friend Chendi, I send a hug
His end came near Sonoyta and in Puerto Peñasco

Another one who's gone over in United Towns
My esteemed and valued friend of very high rank
The Torres of the plains and the Avendaño
Held him dear, and here we remember him
He fell in Culiacan in those months of May
... the MP was gunned down
They fought to not be poor, they were all soldiers
Like in times gone by, revolutionaries