El de Tamazula

I start the story with much respect
I write these notes
For a sincere man

Who offers his hand to those who need it
He never backs down and is rarely scared
He likes good things and works hard

To deserve it, you have to make an effort
They show him respect because he is respectful
They offer him their hand because he is friendly

It's hard when there's nothing to offer
You fight hard to be able to grow
You enjoy greatly reaching the top

And you endure and lead a peaceful life
He likes extreme things and fixed cars
He loves racing, he's very daring

He's a patient person, just don't push it
Because after a while, he might get angry
And don't you agree, friends, put effort into it, friends
We're hanging in the balance

At the parties, you hear corridos
That of the genius and also the gansito
They are the ones who ask and sing with me

And my friend never gets upset
His blood descends from Tamazula
He is very helpful, attentive, and kind

He has plenty of women because he knows how to treat them
He takes his chances like a deck of cards
I say goodbye for now because we continue here

We are involved if there are no commitments
That's why I go to parties listening to the corrido
I don't give nicknames, names, or last names