Beto Quintanilla — El Gallo de Mil Palenques song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Gallo de Mil Palenques" by Beto Quintanilla.
Lyrics
Cuesta muncho ser un hombre, no se ofendan companeros, por aguantarme a lo macho, un dia estube prisionero, queria que les ensenara toditos mis correderos
yo le dije al comandante, se me ase que usted no sabe, que los hombres cuando
nacen, ya traemos una clave, en medio de la entre pierna, atocandoles en sabe
asi dicia Don Manuel, y del me estoy acordando, contrataron diez cobardes,
para poder acabarlo, si ubieran sido dos menos el gallo estaria cantando
en palenques donde quiera, a ese gallo respetaban, seria por que su navaja,
afilaba siempre estaba, no se ocupaba ascercarse, para ver como cortaba
en Sinaloa su tierra, su preciencia aun se siente, dicen sus amarradores,
que siempre fue muy valiente, ese gallo de San Juan, fue un gallo de mil
palenques
San Ignacio esta de luto, tambien llora Mazatlan, y esa Banda del Recodo,
tambien muy tristes estan, cuando escuchan el corrido, de ese gallo de San
Juan
Don Manuel Salcido Asueta, no es tan facil olvidar, se lo dicen tus amigos,
que dejastes en Teran, Carlos y Jose y su grupo siempre te recordaran
ya murio Manuel Salcido, y de el me estoy acordando, contrataron diez cobardes,
para poder acabarlo, si ubieran sido dos menos el gallo estaria el gallo
estaria cantando
Lyrics translation
It costs muncho to be a man, do not be offended companions, to put up with the macho, one day I was a prisoner, I wanted to teach them all my runners
I told the commander, you ase me that you do not know, that men when
they are born, we already bring a key, in the middle of The between leg, jamming them in knows
that's what Don Manuel said, and I remember, they hired ten cowards.,
in order to finish it, if they were two less the rooster would be singing
in palenques wherever, that cock respected, serious because his knife,
he was always sharp, he was not busy circling, to see how he cut
in Sinaloa their land, their preciousness is still felt, say their moors,
who was always very brave, that cock of St. John, was a cock of a thousand
palenques
St. Ignatius is in mourning, Mazatlan also cries, and that band of the bend,
also very sad they are, when they hear the corrido, of that cock of San
John
Don Manuel Salcido Asueta, it's not so easy to forget, your friends tell you,
that you left in Teran, Carlos and Jose and their group will always remember you
Manuel Salcido already died, and of him I remember, they hired ten cowards,
in order to finish it, if they were two less the rooster would be the Rooster
I'd be singing