Hombre de pocas palabras
Orgullo de sus hermanos
Cualquiera le tenía miedo
No le temblaba la mano
by Sanderlei Silveira ® - 31/05/2023 - US (FR) L
Hombre de pocas palabras
Orgullo de sus hermanos
Cualquiera le tenía miedo
No le temblaba la mano
Unos le decían Colores
Otros Ramón Arellano
Cuerno de chivo en el hombro
Y en su cuadril una escuadra
Varias granadas de mano
Listas para detonarlas
Charola de comandante
Y su chaleco antibalas
Veinte años en el negocio
No los aguanta cualquiera
Ramón a punta de balas
Acaparó la frontera
Aunque su voz no era gruesa
Ponía a temblar a cualquiera
Así nació de valiente
Pues era de Sinaloa
Amante de los corridos
Norteños y de tambora
Su vicio eran las mujeres
Y disparar su pistola
No toleraba reclamos
Rápido desenfundaba
Sin decir ni una palabra
Les disparaba en la cara
Era Ramón Arellano
Nadie podía decir nada
Hombre de pocas palabras
Orgullo de sus hermanos
Aunque era de Sinaloa
Bien parecía siciliano
Porque ajustaba las cuentas
Siempre al estilo italiano
Man of few words
Pride of his brothers
anyone was afraid of him
He did not shake his hand
Some called it Colors
Other Ramon Arellano
Goat horn on the shoulder
And in his quadrille a squad
various hand grenades
Ready to detonate
Commander's Tray
And his bulletproof vest
Twenty years in business
Not anyone can stand them
Ramón at bullet point
He hoarded the border
Although his voice was not thick
He made anyone tremble
That's how he was born brave
Well, he was from Sinaloa
corrido lover
norteños and tambora
His vice was women
And shoot your gun
He did not tolerate complaints
He quickly drew
Without saying a word
He was shooting them in the face
It was Ramon Arellano
no one could say anything
Man of few words
Pride of his brothers
Although he was from Sinaloa
He well looked Sicilian
Because he settled the scores
Always Italian style