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The Little Abel

Gerardo Ortiz

El Abelito

Si yo soy el abelito
Del que tanto platicaban
Aquel niño inofencivo
Al que nadie respetaba
Ahora ya crecio abelito hoy si pesan sus palabras

Botellas martel y banda
Ekis so pa la plevada
Una escuadra por el cinto
Por supuesto endiamantada
Una plebe por un lado
De su gusto la muchacha

De sangre fuerte el muchacho
Tenia que ser sinaloense
Educado y desididio
Bien ase que lo respeten
La bendicion de su madre siempre la tiene presente

Lo mira llegar wamuchil
Al muchacho siempre al tiro
A arreglar unos negocios visitar alos amigos
Nomas sale de las vueltas
Se va pa estados unidos

Estoy bien apoderado
De respaldo esta mi tio
Y si ai algun problema
Tambien cuento con mi primo
Ellos saben el camino y tropiesan muy pokito

Por el frente yno m erajo por que soy bien positivo
Y auqnue todo se sacuda aqui voi en el camino
Y aunque viva en california sinaloa me ve seguido

Si yo soy el abelito
Del que tanto platicaban
Aquel niño inofencivo
Al que nadie respetaba
Ahora ya crecio abelito hoy si pesan sus palabras

The Little Abel

If I am the little Abel
That they talked so much about
That innocent boy
That nobody respected
Now Abel has grown up, his words carry weight today

Bottles, hammer, and banda
X's for the plebeians
A gun on his belt
Of course, diamond-studded
A girl on one side
To his liking

The boy with strong blood
Had to be from Sinaloa
Educated and determined
He makes sure to be respected
He always keeps his mother's blessing in mind

He's seen arriving in Guamuchil
The boy always ready
To settle some business, visit friends
As soon as he finishes his rounds
He heads to the United States

I am well supported
My uncle has my back
And if there's a problem
I also have my cousin
They know the way and stumble very little

I don't get discouraged by the front because I am very positive
And even if everything shakes here, I'm on the road
And even though I live in California, Sinaloa sees me often

If I am the little Abel
That they talked so much about
That innocent boy
That nobody respected
Now Abel has grown up, his words carry weight today

Escrita por: Gerardo Ortíz