Lyrics of Las Mañanitas - Los Cuates de Sinaloa

Las Mañanitas (original)

La lealtad de un pistolero
Se le aplaude
Y se le admira
Por que son hombres completos
Nunca andan con la mentira
Y train en su intimerario
A los que train en la mira
Se dio cuenta barbarino
De aserrimo enemigo
Era el que mas estorbaba
Y el emprendio su camino
Iba a rifarse la suerte
A busca aquel bandido
Y un saludo a toda
La gente de culiacan sinaloa
Pariente
Tu le estorbas a mi gefe
Y matarte lo he
Planiado
Toda la gente del chaca
Pordoquiera te ah
Buscado
Esta vez vengo por ti
Tu eres mi regalo caro
Se agarraron a balasos
Barbarino tuvo suerte
En el rostro del bandido
Se le dibujo la muerte
Y lo subio a su marquis
Para llevarselo al jefe
No tengo mucho dinero
Para regalarle un carro
Disculpeme usted señor
Estos presentes son caros
Abra la cajuela jefe este
Es mi humilde regalo

(translation)

The loyalty of a gunslinger
you are applauded
and he is admired
because they are complete men
They never walk with the lie
And train in your intimerario
To those who train in the sight
barbarino realized
Of a strong enemy
He was the one who got in the way the most
And he set out on his way
He was going to raffle his luck
looking for that bandit
And a greeting to all
the people of culiacan sinaloa
Relative
You get in the way of my boss
And I have killed you
planned
All the people of the chaca
wherever you are
Sought
This time I come for you
You are my expensive gift
They grabbed bullets
barbarian was lucky
In the face of the bandit
He drew death
And he uploaded it to his marquis
To take it to the boss
I don't have a lot of money
To give him a car
excuse me sir
These presents are expensive
open the trunk boss east
It's my humble gift