El Corrido de Harry Potter
Huerfano de padre y madre
Desde morro le toco pesada
Ropa heredada y hoy son lingotes los que se carga
El morro que vivió, le dicen
Voldemort dejó su cicatriz en el marcada
Más no se deja tumbar por nada
A los dementores los trae de mascotas
Del basilisco se hizo unas botas
Dragones, sirenas, dolores y arañas grandotas
Siempre anda acivado con toda su flota
Su primera snitch la atrapo con la boca
Hizo que el Don Tenebroso pagara su couta
¡Y fierro por la nueve y tres cuartos, viejo!
Saca la piedra filosofal
Pa andar bien Nicolas Flamel
¡Uy-uy-uy!
Habla hasta con las serpientes
Se volvió el amo de la muerte
Lleva en los ojos a su jefita, así ha sido siempre
De Albus la mano derecha
En la Nimbus rápido cual flecha
Tiene un comando de puro plebe duro y valiente
Contra los mortifagos siempre la atora
No se abre ni echándole un alohomora
Volvió de la muerte pa ver con sus compas la aurora
A Sirus y a Dobby los piensa toas horas
Un trago por Hedwig que siempre lo añora
Y a todos los que se fueron los lleva en el cora
¡Y puro Wingardium Leviosa, viejo!
Y es Leviosa, no Leviosá, ¡ay!
¡Y jálele, compa Hagrid!
The Ballad of Harry Potter
Orphan of father and mother
Since he was a kid, he had a heavy burden
Inherited clothes, now he carries ingots
The kid who lived, they call him
Voldemort left his scar marked on him
But he doesn't let himself be knocked down by anything
He keeps dementors as pets
He made boots out of the basilisk
Dragons, mermaids, pains, and giant spiders
He's always activated with all his fleet
He caught his first snitch with his mouth
Made the Dark Lord pay his due
And iron for platform nine and three-quarters, man!
He gets the Philosopher's Stone
To be like Nicolas Flamel
Oh-oh-oh!
He even talks to snakes
He became the master of death
He carries his mom in his eyes, that's how it's always been
Albus' right-hand man
On the Nimbus, fast as an arrow
He has a crew of pure tough and brave folks
Against the Death Eaters, he always fights
Won't open even with an Alohomora
He came back from death to see the dawn with his buddies
He thinks about Sirius and Dobby all the time
A drink for Hedwig who always misses him
And he carries in his heart all those who have gone
Just Wingardium Leviosa, man!
And it's Leviosa, not Leviosá, oh!
Go for it, buddy Hagrid!