Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sangre de Durango, artist - Los Dos Carnales. Date of issue: 28.11.2019
Song language: Spanish
Sangre de Durango(original) |
| Traigo sangre de Durango |
| Yo soy nacido en Las Cañas |
| Aventuras, desventuras |
| He logrado mis hazañas |
| Un carácter bien formado |
| No dejado, pero raza |
| Lo valiente ya es herencia |
| No me gustan las ofensas |
| Yo soy gente con la gente |
| Y si le buscan, me encuentran |
| Mi nombre, Alejandro Sánchez |
| Y estamos a lo que venga |
| Le entramos duro al negocio |
| Del señor traigo bandera |
| Ya saben que soy amigo |
| Y que mi mano es sincera |
| No me anden haciendo panchos |
| Que el cuernito no respeta |
| Y arriba Las Cañas, mi primo |
| Puro Dos Carnales |
| Muchos me apodan: «Candillo» |
| Siempre en uno, a lo que sea |
| Soy de botas y sombrero |
| Y mi súper bien despierta |
| Siempre al cien con el señor |
| A la orden, bien alerta |
| Culiacán miró mis pasos |
| Siempre firme, sí al chingazo |
| Tío Fernando, se le extraña |
| Mis respetos y un abrazo |
| Gracias por sus enseñanzas |
| Y haberme echado la mano |
| Ranchero de corazón |
| Cómo me gustan los campos |
| Mi flaquita me protege cuando se viene algo malo |
| Me despido, les aviso, nunca pisen lo sembrado |
| (translation) |
| I bring blood from Durango |
| I am born in Las Cañas |
| adventures, misadventures |
| I have achieved my feats |
| A well-formed character |
| Not left but breed |
| The brave is already an inheritance |
| I don't like offenses |
| I am people with people |
| And if they look for him, they find me |
| My name, Alejandro Sanchez |
| And we are to whatever comes |
| We go into business hard |
| From the Lord I bring flag |
| You already know that I'm a friend |
| And that my hand is sincere |
| Don't make me panchos |
| That the cuernito does not respect |
| And above Las Cañas, my cousin |
| Pure Two Carnal |
| Many nickname me: "Candillo" |
| Always in one, whatever |
| I'm in boots and hat |
| And my super well wake up |
| Always one hundred with the Lord |
| At your command, very alert |
| Culiacán watched my steps |
| Always firm, yes to the chingazo |
| Uncle Fernando, you are missed |
| My respects and a hug |
| Thanks for his teachings |
| And having given me a hand |
| rancher at heart |
| How I like the fields |
| My skinny protects me when something bad comes |
| I say goodbye, I warn you, never step on what is sown |