Se Les Pelo Baltazar
La Arrolladora Banda El Limon
Baltazar Got Away
While grinding sugar cane
In my beloved little ranch
They were looking for Baltazar
To take him to prison
They were good hunters
Experienced in everything
A deer with a lamp
Is hard to hunt
Even if they set a trap
It has experience in jumping
They were left wanting
Baltazar got away
Only the one who carries the bag
Knows its contents
That's why the authorities
Wanted to take him to prison
Nothing was proven against him
He got away on the way
He went towards the mountains
Riding his dancing horse
His favorite horse
That loves him dearly
It dances the same to a huapango
A corrido or a song
Oh, Culiacan so beautiful
From the edge of the mountains
I see its lights
Like looking at the stars
How I miss my friends
Also my lovely blonde
Tune the instruments
I'm going to start singing
La Arrolladora El Limon
Is about to start playing
On the sixth of January
Baltazar is celebrated
