El Corrido Del Diablo
Era un hombre de veras valiente
Se burlaba de la policia
A su mando traia mucha gente
Su negocio se lo requeria
Poderoso y también muy alegre
Como el diablo se le conocia
Donde quiera sonaba su nombre
Y sonaba su cuerno de chivo
Cada rafaga llevaba un hombre
No fallava era muy efectivo
Lo apreciavan mucho sus patrones
Ni se diga su gente y amigos
El dinero, el poder y la fama
Son tres cosas muy afrodisíacas
Sin buscar las mujeres te sobran
Solteritas viudas y casadas
A gozar de la vida que es corta
Decia el diablo rodeado de damas
Para mi la pobreza es historia
La hice añicos a punta de bala
Somos gente del cartel del diablo
Le decian a los federales
De inmediato les abrian el paso
Era mas que efectiva la clave
Sabian bien que si no hacian caso
Sus cabezas volarian al aire
En la mafia también hay escuela
Fue maestro y ejemplo de varios
Le atoraba de frente a cual quiera
Fueran leyes o fueran contrarios
Los dejaba como coladeras
Enojado era el mismito diablo
Son valientes en verdad no hay duda
Lo que somos lo aprenden los hijos
Las ofensas mas grandes perduran
No se olvidan ni por un ratito
La venganza fue de gran altura
Mis respetos para el muchachito
Con un cuerno vengo a su familia
No dejo nadie vivo el diablito
The Devil's Ballad
He was a truly brave man
He mocked the police
He had many people under his command
His business required it
Powerful and also very cheerful
Known as the devil
Wherever his name was heard
And his goat horn sounded
Each burst took a man
It never failed, it was very effective
His bosses appreciated him a lot
Not to mention his people and friends
Money, power, and fame
Are three very aphrodisiac things
Without looking, women abound
Single, widowed, and married
Enjoy life, which is short
The devil said surrounded by ladies
For me, poverty is history
I shattered it with bullets
We are people from the devil's cartel
They told the federal agents
They immediately opened the way for them
The key was more than effective
They knew well that if they didn't listen
Their heads would fly in the air
In the mafia, there is also a school
He was a teacher and an example to many
He faced anyone head-on
Whether they were laws or adversaries
He left them like sieves
Angry was the devil himself
They are truly brave, no doubt
What we are, the children learn
The biggest offenses endure
They are not forgotten, not even for a moment
The revenge was of great height
My respects to the young man
With a horn, I come for his family
The little devil left no one alive