El Hombre Tranquilo by Los Plebes Del Rancho de Ariel Camacho (english translation)
I was thinking when doing the run,
The feeling comes when you are calm,
That's why my mind cleared,
And I try to be, the man is calm,
To get old.
Life is beautiful is also canija,
There are good roads pa that you choose,
There are also the bad guys and sometimes you get hurt,
To do bad things, but anything,
For the blood AND family.
Growing up without a father are things that hurt,
And watch it go and the blood will boil you,
The rage is coming, the sequel is great,
Life is canija, I repeat it again,
I had to live it.
I left my ranch because of very big lawsuits,
Being a young man bordered on failure,
But there is a very big treasure in my life,
Mother's love, beautiful and sincere,
That always guides me
(And Top La Caña, Badiraguato
And Guamúchil, Sinaloa Plebes
Ai Le Carnal)
They say that things are not forever,
And they fall by their weight that we are conscious,
Killing in the back is not brave,
Karma does not fail, it always returns,
I affirm my people.
I like work that was the first thing,
I made it from a mason to a carpenter,
Furrows in the sierra waving the plow,
Today is different, things were given,
To make more cents.
I do not say goodbye because here we will walk,
They ask me for favors I never deny them,
My children also treasure my motive,
Arroyo the cane, I never forgot it,
Ranchito dear.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)