Translation of the song lyrics Quintero - Dyablo

Quintero (original)

todo comiensa con un simple juego de canicas
la estadisticas, del crimen, altas y absolutas
era rebelde y altanero, el era un lider y un guerrero
inteligentemente fue certero
fue motivado por el hambre, por su ambiciòn,
de superarse, ser muy grande, siempre fue su devociòn
el era un gallo, rango fino, y sin compasion
todos caemos en pecados y en la tentacion
nacido en sinaloa, creciendo entre las calles
distribuyendo toneladas, kilos en costales
encabezando los carteles de los federales
los fue burlando por avion, tuneles y canales
entre cartuchos, y escopetas, escuadras, metralletas
granaderos, noticieros, en todo el planeta
fue capturado, y lo tomaron prisionero
en San Jose, Costa Rica, fue la noticia
que se extendio, se menciono, el todo el mundo entero
es el corrido del señor Rafael Caro-Quintero
hay cosas conocidas, tambien desconocidas,
leyendas vivas como Rafael Caro-Quintero.
de estas personas no nacen, del diaro
si nacen, no se logran, se encuentran en un santuario
bajo la mira de los federales, generales,
entre helicopertos, espias y hasta los rurales
era buscado por la armada, y hasta los marinos
entre los cerros, cordilleras, y hasta en los bajios
por matar un agente del gobierno americano
robarse una tapatia, se encuentra el procesado
es el rey de la selva, de todas estas fierras
una leyenda viva, y aunque tu no me lo creas
es parte de la histora, de mexico y victoria
y los rajones, se callaron sienten la discordia
por todos los lados, los buscan soldados
le hacen los mandados, lo quieren agarrar, lo quieren jusgar
le pelan los dientes, el es muy astuto, se les va a escapar
dicen los gringos que ellos quieren jusgarlo
para llevarlo, la manos van a sudarles, no podran sacarlo
hay cosas conocidas, tambien desconocidas,
leyendas vivas como Rafael Caro-Quintero.
no podran enseñarle trucos a este viejo lobo
cuidado con lo que dices, o amaneses en el lodo
se cren que lo an medido, de la cabeza a los pies
pa que lo quieren los gringos, si este no sabe ingles
la fiera esta enjaulada, furiosa y enojada
se escuchan los rujidos, alla por la madrugada
que se echen a corer, en bola toda la manada
no quedara ni uno vivo, no queda de ellos nada
la vida paga muchas muertes, risas, y sorpresas
no te confies, tu de nadien, actua con lo que sientas
sigue tu instito, y ten el enemigo siempre sercas
pues la confiansa, deja el hombre, siempre tras las rejas
hay cosas conocidas, tembien desconosidas,
leyendas vivas como Rafael Caro-Quintero.

(translation)

it all starts with a simple game of marbles
statistics, crime, high and absolute
he was rebellious and arrogant, he was a leader and a warrior
intelligently it was accurate
he was motivated by hunger, by her ambition for him,
to overcome, to be very great, it was always his devotion
he was a rooster, fine rank, and without compassion
we all fall into sin and temptation
born in sinaloa, growing up on the streets
distributing tons, kilos in sacks
heading the cartels of the feds
he was mocking them by plane, tunnels and canals
between cartridges, and shotguns, squads, machine guns
grenadiers, newscasts, all over the planet
he was captured, and they took him prisoner
in San Jose, Costa Rica, was the news
that he spread, he mentioned, the whole whole world
It is the corrido of Mr. Rafael Caro-Quintero
there are known things, also unknown,
living legends like Rafael Caro-Quintero.
of these people are not born, of the diary
if they are born, they are not achieved, they are in a sanctuary
under the watchful eye of the feds, generals,
between helicopters, spies and even rural
he was wanted by the navy, and even the sailors
between the hills, mountain ranges, and even in the lowlands
for killing an agent of the American government
steal a tapatia, the defendant is found
he is the king of the jungle, of all these lands
a living legend, and even if you don't believe it
he is part of history, of mexico and victoria
and the rajones, they were silent, they feel the discord
soldiers are looking for them everywhere
they run errands for him, they want to grab him, they want to judge him
they bare their teeth, he is very cunning, he is going to escape them
the gringos say that they want to judge him
to wear it, their hands will sweat, they won't be able to take it out
there are known things, also unknown,
living legends like Rafael Caro-Quintero.
they can't teach this old wolf tricks
careful what you say, or knead in the mud
they think they measured him, from head to toe
Why do the gringos want him, if he doesn't know English
the beast is caged, furious and angry
the roars are heard, there at dawn
let them run, in a ball the whole herd
not one will be left alive, nothing remains of them
life pays many deaths, laughter, and surprises
don't trust yourself, you don't trust anyone, act with what you feel
follow your instinct, and have the enemy always close
Well, she trusts her, leaves the man, always behind bars
there are known things, fearfully unknown,
living legends like Rafael Caro-Quintero.