El Ranchero Al Que Apodan

The Rancher They Call

I'm not complaining about life
For all the bad I've been through
I've had a thousand conquests in it

Lots of money, jewels, and cars
And although I'm sitting in this chair
How to forget past triumphs

In the poplar with my family
In the little ranch where my people are from
Where my mother brought me one day

Part of the Sinaloan sierra
I never thought I would command
What you can't imagine

I faced the bull as best I could
With little pay and a lot of work
Working day and night

I harvested and took care of the cattle
A good friendship is not forgotten
I don't forget Culiacán or El Salado

Oh, how I miss it, Vicente
I know many must know him
Although the boy is not present now

He maintains his throne and his power
My blood runs in my brave son
I have faith that I will make him return

Beans in water and salt with tortilla
Thank God I never lacked
That life wasn't so beautiful

When hunger was killing me
Struggling, I have reached the top
If they knew what I've been through

I know well that the gringos are looking for me
They'll just keep wanting
Who would have thought that from taking care of cattle
From being just a poor rancher
I would become so heavy and famous

Highly sought after by the whole world
I'm sorry if they can't touch me today
Mexican-American government
5 million to catch me

I'll spend them buying a horse
No one here betrays El M Grande
The rancher they call El Mayo