This corrido celebrates the legendary women warriors of Mexico's revolution—bold voices, fearless hearts, and eternal echoes of liberty.
She rides like a tempest, through blood and loam.
Her eyes, like two embers, set the night aglow,
With a heart forged in fire, she's the spark of the show.
This song is part of the playlist: 🎶 Legends of the Wild Border: Outlaws, Revolutionaries & Warriors of Mexico 🇲🇽
LYRIC:In the dust of the battle, where the fearless roam,
She rides like a tempest, through blood and loam.
Her eyes, like two embers, set the night aglow,
With a heart forged in fire, she's the spark of the show.
¡Oh, Adelita!, with grito and call,
A warrior's spirit, you'll never fall.
Through the echoes of history, your legend will soar,
With courage unbroken, you're the roar of the shore.
In the shadows of gunfire, your anthem rings loud,
Gravel roads beneath you, your banner a shroud.
In skirts made for fighting, with rebozo entwined,
With every step forward, you leave fear behind.
Carmen Serdán stood strong in the night,
Barricades blazing, she led the fight.
With ink and with fire, she carved out the way,
For those who would rise at the break of day.
¡Oh, Adelita!, with grito and call,
A warrior's spirit, you'll never fall.
Through the echoes of history, your legend will soar,
With courage unbroken, you're the roar of the shore.
In the whispers of elders, in the songs they will sing,
A fire ignites, a phoenix takes wing.
Through valleys and streams, where brave hearts convene,
By corridos at dusk, you're the heart of the dream.
María de la Luz, on horseback she'd ride,
With bullets and steel, with fearless pride.
Elena Arizmendi, her voice would prolong,
Fought for her sisters, their rights all along.
Though war may wound and battles scar deep,
Her spirit soared high, an eagle's star.
For liberty's fire, she gave her all,
Answering freedom's urgent call.
Adela Velarde, healer in war,
Bandaged the wounded, her spirit would soar.
Her hands brought hope, her heart never swayed,
A soldadera, unafraid.
¡Oh, Adelita!, with grito and call,
A warrior's spirit, you'll never fall.
Through the echoes of history, your legend will soar,
With courage unbroken, you're the roar of the shore.
When they speak of your name, it's no fleeting gust,
More than echoes in canyons, a vow in the dust.
For every Adelita who walks on the land,
With fuerza in her soul, her flag in her hand.
Adela Velarde, healer in war,
Bandaged the wounded, her spirit would soar.
Her hands brought hope, her heart never swayed,
A soldadera, unafraid.
¡Oh, Adelita!, with grito and call,
A warrior's spirit, you'll never fall.
Through the echoes of history, your legend will soar,
With courage unbroken, you're the roar of the shore.
When they speak of your name, it's no fleeting gust,
More than echoes in canyons, a vow in the dust.
For every Adelita who walks on the land,
With fuerza in her soul, her flag in her hand.
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