Corrido de Monterrey

Monterrey Ballad

I'm proud
To be
From the north
From the pure
San Luisito
Because
From there
Is Monterrey
From the neighborhoods
The most
Beloved
For being
The most
Royal
Yes sir
Neighborhood where
I am
And it is
That's why
I am
Northern
From that
Land
Of dreams
Called
Nuevo León
Beautiful land
That I always
Dream of
And that
Deep inside
I carry
Yes sir
Inside
Of the heart

From
The hill
Of the chair
I see
The panorama
When it starts
To get dark
From my beautiful
And sultana
Land
That goes by the name
Yes sir
City
Of Monterrey

In its valleys
There are orange groves
Covered
With cornfields
With their spikes
In bloom
And in
Its mountains
The mesquite trees
Curve
Royal roads
Yes sir
Bathed
By the sun
In my song
I bid farewell
Singing
This ballad
That is
From pure
Nuevo León
From this
Blessed
Land
Loved by all
Yes sir
I carry
In my heart

From
The hill
Of the chair
I see
The panorama
When it starts
To get dark
From my beautiful
And sultana
Land
That goes by the name
Yes sir
City
Of Monterrey