El Corrido de Monterrey

I am proud to be from the north
From the pure San Luisito
Because from there is Monterrey
Of the neighborhoods the most beloved
For being the most royal, yes, sir
Neighborhood where I was born

That's why I am a northerner
From that dream land
Called Nuevo León
Beautiful land that I always dream of
And that I carry deep inside, yes, sir
I carry in my heart

From the hill of the chair
The panorama is seen
When it starts to get dark
Of my beautiful and sultana land
And that is named, yes, sir
City of Monterrey

In its orchards there are orange groves
Dense with cornfields
With their spikes in bloom
And in its valleys the mesquite trees
Cross royal roads
Yes, sir
Bathed by the Sun

In my song I bid farewell
Singing this ballad
That is from pure Monterrey
This blessed land
For being the most beloved
Yes, sir
True God, yes

From the hill of the chair
The panorama is seen
When it starts to get dark
Of my beautiful and sultana land
And that is named, yes, sir
City of Monterrey