Reina de Reinas

I am the queen of queens and I am from the heart of Jalisco
my crown is made of white and those they call perico
and I carry it everywhere, don't shy away from danger.

Great line of San Isidro, I have crossed it more than 100 times,
my braids serve as a nail and they don't believe something is in them,
the dog never barks at me, I am affectionate with him,
I throw a bone to the dog, a flirt to the border patrol
he asks me where I'm going, I say I'm going for a walk, he says
I feel happy every time I see you.

(and women can also, I swear)

I am the queen of queens and proudly
I say it even though some of my friends call me braids,
they see something strange in my hair, they want to know the reason.
I don't act tough, which serves as a hindrance,
my weapon is more dangerous but it doesn't contain lead,
I have another attraction that makes them bite the dust.
I bid farewell with this, I am the queen of queens,
but none should get agitated or sigh with sadness,
better throw me a pass of the ones I carry in my braids.