Lyrics and translation Porretas - Una De Tiros

Una De Tiros

Le llamaban Trinidad y solo ante el peligro
Siempre iban bien armaos siempre andaban dándose tiros
Parecían el John Wayne el bueno el feo y el malo
Siempre andaban mosqueaos porque les daban el palo
Joder con las batallas de vaqueros y de indios
Unos se fuman la pipa y otros se liaban a tiros
Había mucho Comanche también mucho Arapajote
Cada vez que olían un tiro se ponían tos a dar botes
Atravesaron el desierto y grandes arrecifes
Se pusieron de polvo hasta la punta de las narices
En todas las historias todo tiene su sentido
Que no hagas de vaquero es mejor hacer el indio
Cruzaron el Missisipi donde había gran oleaje
Y uno le decía al otro hazte un homenaje
Llegaron a un pueblo llamado Minessota
El que no estaba liao a tiros estaba echando la pota
Joder con las batallas de vaqueros y de indios
Unos se fuman la pipa y otros se liaban a tiros
Caminando bajo el sol estaba Billy "el Niño"
Enséñame la pólvora o si no yo no te la pillo
Cabalgando hacia el oeste estaba "El Peregrino"
Saco allí un poco de mierda y nos pusimos como gorrinos
En todas las historias todo tiene su sentido
Que no hagas de vaquero es mejor hacer el indio

Gunfight

They called him Trinidad and only in the face of danger
They always went well armed, they always went around shooting each other
They looked like John Wayne, the good, the bad and the ugly
They were always getting annoyed because they were being beaten
Damn battles of cowboys and Indians
Some would smoke the pipe and others would start shooting
There were many Comanches too, as well as many Arapahoes
Every time they smelled a shot they would start jumping up
They crossed deserts and large reefs
They got dusty to the tips of their noses
In all stories, everything has its meaning
Don't play the cowboy, it's better to be an Indian
They crossed the Mississippi where there was a big swell
And one said to the other, "Pay your respects"
They came to a town called Minnesota
The one who wasn't busy shooting was throwing up
Damn battles of cowboys and Indians
Some would smoke the pipe and others would start shooting
Walking under the sun was Billy "the Kid"
Show me the gunpowder or else I won't get it
Riding towards the west was "The Pilgrim"
I got some shit out of there and we got piggish
In all stories, everything has its meaning
Don't play the cowboy, it's better to be an Indian