Текст и перевод песни Vicente Fernández - El Parchado

El Parchado

Ya esta aquí el parchado gritaba la gente
Y que toque el mariachi una diana en su honor
Habían venido a verlo, ganarle al norteño
Caballo muy ligero y con fama de campeón
Ya están las apuestas, Sonora de conchado
Confían en su caballo veloz como un ciclón
El sur trae un parchado, ligero como un rayo
Y aunque no es afamado, si es puro corazón
Que me toquen Sonora querida
Gritaba el norteño, lleno de emoción
Luego tóquenle a ese parchado
Su Juan Colorado, pa′ que entre en calor
El parchado era un potro educado
Y no le contesto a aquel fanfarrón
Al contrario, le dijo al arranque
Mucha suerte amigo, y que gane el mejor
Arrancan a un grito, atrás va el parchado
Sonora empieza a gritar
A media carrera lo alcanza el parchado
Y no para hasta ganar
Después se regresa y le dice al norteño
Ahora te voy a cantar
El son que en mi tierra le gusta a la gente
Y que tendrás que bailar
Toquen, toquen, mariachis tupido
Pa' que ese norteño se enseñe a bailar
Porque allá en Michoacán no hay redobla
Ni polka norteña, puro zapatear
Ahora el son que se toca en mi tierra
Y las danzas tarascas tendrás que aprender
Y mezcal en vez de bacanora
Tequila en jarrito, te vas a beber

The Patched One

Here comes the patched one, the crowd screamed
And have the mariachi play a fanfare in his honor
They had come to see him, beat the norteno
Very fast horse and famous as a champion
The bets are on, Sonora's shell-shocked
They trust in their horse, fast as a cyclone
The south brings a patched one, fast as lightning
And although he's not famous, he has a lot of heart
Play me Sonora, my dear
Yelled the norteno, full of emotion
Then play for that patched one
His Juan Colorado, to get him warmed up
The patched one was a well-trained colt
And he didn't answer that braggart
On the contrary, he said at the start
Good luck, friend, and may the best one win
They start with a shout, the patched one is behind
Sonora starts to scream
Halfway through the race, the patched one catches up
And doesn't stop until he wins
Then he comes back and says to the norteno
Now I'm going to sing to you
The song that people in my land like
And that you'll have to dance to
Play, play, mariachis, thick
So that that norteno learns to dance
Because here in Michoacan there's no redobla
Not nortena polka, just foot stomping
Now the song that's played in my land
And the Tarascan dances you'll have to learn
And mezcal instead of bacanora
Tequila in a jar, you'll drink