Текст и перевод песни Valentin Elizalde - El Corrido Del Médico

El Corrido Del Médico

El Corrido Del Medico
Los hombres que son valientes
Se merecen los corridos
Asi como en Sinaloa
Nacen hombres decididos
Del estado de Sonora
Vengo a cantarle a un amigo
Son muchos los enemigos
Que ya han querido acostarle
Pero los que lo intentaron
Ya no estan para contarlo
Tal vez sean las oraciones
Que su madre le ha rezado
Las carreras y los gallos
Siempre ha sido su aficion
Siempre con banda y norteño
Le andan tocando al señor
Que me toquen el Culichi
Recordando al pitayon
El compa ya es conocido
En todo Mexico entero
El wero pa su familia
El medico por ahi
Para todo aquel que brinque
Siempre sera el jabali
Cuenta con su hermano el brujo
El mas joven y aventado
Por ser un hombre completo
Siempre lo carga a su lado
Lo cuidan y lo respetan
El chamuco y el soldado
Linda fecha 10 de Mayo
Con tristeza la recuerda
Se acuerda de Manuelito
De aquellos tiempos pasados
A su madrecita dice
No crea que se me ha olvidado
Las muchachas son bonitas
Las pistolas son lindura
Es una prieto bereta
La que le cuida y le arrulla
Siempre que se halla en problemas
Hecha mano a su cintura
Ya con esta me despido
Lindo estado de Sonora
Me despido de mis compas
Tomandoles bacanora
Como recuerdo a Santa Ana
Pura raza jaladora.

The Doctor's Corrido

The Doctor's Corrido
Valiant men deserve
Corridos to be sung about their lives
Just like in Sinaloa
Decisive men are born
From the state of Sonora
I have come to sing about a friend of mine
He has many enemies
Who have tried to take him down
But those who dared
Are no longer around to tell the tale
Maybe it's his mother's prayers
That have kept him safe
Racing and cockfighting
Have always been his passion
Always with a banda and norteño
Playing for the señor
Play "El Culichi" for me
In memory of "El Pitayon"
The compa is well-known
Throughout Mexico
He is "El Wero" to his family
And "El Medico" to others
For those who dare to cross him
He is "El Jabalí"
He can always count on his brother, "El Brujo"
The youngest and most reckless
He is always by his side
To keep him safe
He is respected and loved
By "El Chamuco" and "El Soldado"
On May 10th
A sad memory returns
He remembers Manuelito
And those days gone by
He tells his mother
Don't think that I have forgotten
Beautiful women are nice
And guns are beautiful
It is a black Beretta
That watches over him
Whenever he is in trouble
He reaches for it
Now I bid you farewell
Beautiful Sonora
I say goodbye to my compas
Drinking bacanora with them
I remember Santa Ana
And all the hard-working people there.