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Ulices Chaidez El Corrido Del Azul Lyrics English Translation

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From people to more humility there is history

They mark, but they are not written alone

This was born in the mountains of Sinaloa

Where is the mere kills and will remain in many memories

The Lord Who Embraced the Blue of the Sky

And he took his first steps, at the guisiopa ranch.

As a child, roasters were sold

To help your beloved little mother

Walking among the ranches grew

And from life he was learning, things he did not know

He became a man and continued with the trade.

Pure product of the hill, what Juan Jose sold himself

He learned a good talent from greats

Intelligent, quiet and very discreet

In weight in the ranks of Pedro Aviles

I work with Miguel Felix and also for Don Neto

Friend the man of Caro Quintero

Of Don Mayo and Joaquin and so that I tell you

Bullets and work don't take away

Blue for all is the color of truce

Only with words did he placate everything

He calmed storms, he settled with anyone.

He knew how to handle the government

His brain is to envy him, he made wood at the borders

Green tails and a sticky rubber

They were lords from where Jose Esparragosa

The gueros look for it can not find them

It is shirt of eleven rods, for me they do not touch it

He is accused of putting the American Union by the ton

Drugs they buy themselves

They are passages of Don Juan on his way

And in his memory, Juan Ignaciano Rosalio

Blue blood is one of humility and strength

Sinaloan by inheritance, remember what I tell you

Do not forget the people of the mountains

That despite their poverty, they manage to change their destiny

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