Lyrics and translation Julión Álvarez y su Norteño Banda - Cuenta Cobrada
Este
dia.
mi
pistola
On
this
day,
my
gun
De
seguro
se
mancha
de
sangre...
Will
surely
become
stained
with
blood...
Este
dia
vengaria
a
mi
padre
On
this
day,
I
will
avenge
my
father
Y
ese
llanto
que
tiro
mi
madre...
And
that
cry
my
mother
let
out...
Este
dia.
lloran
otros
On
this
day,
others
will
cry
Hoy
les
toca
vestirse
de
luto...
Today,
they
will
dress
in
black...
Pa
que
vean
lo
que
se
siente
So
they
can
see
how
it
feels
Cuando
en
casa
se
vela
un
difunto...
When
a
corpse
is
laid
out
at
home...
Yo
llore.
siendo
un
chiquillo
I
cried
as
a
child
Cuando
vi
asesinado
a
mi
padre...
When
I
saw
my
father
murdered...
Y
tambien
porque
mataron...
And
also
because
they
killed
La
alegria
que
tenia
mi
madre...
The
joy
that
my
mother
had...
(Y
hay
le
va
viejo
(And
there
you
go,
old
man
No
se
aguite
oiga)
Don't
get
upset,
listen)
No
falto
quien.
le
dijera
There
was
no
shortage
of
people
who
Al
maton
lo
que
el
joven
decia...
Told
the
killer
what
the
young
man
said...
Y
este
se
armo
hasta
los
dientes
And
he
armed
himself
to
the
teeth
Pa
esperar
el
encuentro
ese
dia...
To
await
the
encounter
that
day...
Se
buscaron.
se
encontraron
They
searched
for
each
other,
they
found
each
other,
Y
sus
armas
dispararon
fuego...
And
their
guns
fired...
Y
con
balas
en
sus
cuerpos
And
with
bullets
in
their
bodies
En
silencio
se
quedaron
luego...
They
fell
silent...
Mas
llego
la
madre
viuda.
But
the
widowed
mother
arrived,
Y
a
caballo
se
llevo
a
su
hijo...
And
she
took
her
son
away
on
horseback...
Y
aun
vive
con
su
madre.
And
he
still
lives
with
his
mother,
Satisfecha
con
la
muerte
que
hizo...
Satisfied
with
the
death
he
caused...
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