El Viejito (Juanito el Comandante) - Banda Sinaloense MS de Sergio Lizárraga traduction en anglais

El Viejito (Juanito el Comandante)

Bajo unos lentes obscuros
Va ocultando su mirada
Camina poco a poquito
Casi nunca se resbala
Y como sabe lo que habla
Poco se enreda en palabras

Trae dieciocho cicatrices
De balazos en su cuerpo
Ya casi perdió la vida
Allá en el arrollo seco
Pero contestó con plomo
Al rival mandó al infierno

Con sus manos, ya sin fuerzas
Ahí se acercaba la muerte
A una 38 súper
Subió, tiró con los dientes
Con fuerzas jaló el gatillo
Y a el enemigo dio muerte

Cuenta con mil atenciones
No importa tiempo y lugar
Lo protegen desde arriba
Nadie lo puede tocar
Saludo siempre a mi gente
Me acompaña la humildad

Le dicen el comandante
Sus amigos el viejito
Andan cuidando un valiente
Que se escapo del presidio
Le tienen cariño al jefe
Lo conocen desde niño

Trae un rifle de huevitos
Pero valen más los míos
No necesito correr
Porque traigo muchos tiros
Pa' defender a mi gente
Y pa' cuidar a un amigo

The Little Old Man (Juanito the Commander)

Beneath dark glasses
He hides his gaze
He walks slowly
He hardly ever slips
And since he knows what he's talking about
He seldom gets tangled up in his words

Eighteen bullet scars
Cover his body
He almost lost his life
In the dry riverbed
But he answered with lead
He sent his rival to hell

With his hands, now without strength
Death drew near
To a .38 super
He climbed, he pulled with his teeth
With force he pulled the trigger
And delivered death to his enemy

He enjoys a thousand favors
No matter time or place
He is protected from above
No one can touch him
I always greet my people
Humility accompanies me

They call him the commander
His friends call him the little old man
They go around guarding a brave man
Who escaped from prison
They have affection for the boss
They have known him since he was a boy

He carries a rifle of little eggs
But mine are worth more
I don't need to run
Because I carry many bullets
To defend my people
And to protect a friend