Corrido de torreon

Corrido of Torreon
Lyrics and music: Alberto Gonzalez Domene (and you, my dear, to that very corrido of Torreon
Yes sir!)
I am from the northern land
From the heart of Coahuila, district of Viesca
From the city of Torreon (where are my golden ones)
In a transport wagon I was born when Villa
Wanted to take the station
The canyon was my sob
The railroad my cradle
I was lulled by the shots of the 30-30 and rifle
From there the troop took me
Towards Mapimi
In my region there are no landscapes of flowery valleys
Nor valleys, nor forests
But what about cotton
And what golden wheat fields sway asleep
Upon waking up the work
And remembering the border
Of the bright blue sky
Arid hills always bathed in light
The one with the pumpkins and the little hill of the cross
(Let's go to Durango)
Beautiful Gomez Palacio, region of Durango
Behind the Nazas River
Where the laguna orchard
Where life is lived slowly
And when you see the girls
You have to tip your hat
But what a slender woman
The one who walks through Torreon
Along Morelos Avenue and Colon Boulevard
The palms sway the same
To the rhythm of my song
They say we are in the grape
Drinking from the vineyards
That we are happy
Because they see us very content
It's because in my beautiful lagoon
Life is worth it (life is worth it)
Even if the winds change us
I will say goodbye now
Because my love is waiting for me
With the woman from the lagoon, you must have a heart
As wide as the streets
That cross through my Torreon