Paroles et traduction Escolta De Guerra - Paulino Landeros

Paulino Landeros

Acostumbrado a la muerte fue un activo pistolero
Un hombre arriesgado y fuerte el señor de gran respeto
Mui entregado a los jefes el fue paulino landeros

Junto a su cuerno de disco inicio con javier torres
Trai a su 45 pechera con cargadores
Cauteloso en el oficio un esperto antitraidores

Recuerdo fue prisionero pago con algunos años
Nomas salio y los señores rapido lo procuraron
Sin pensar volvio a su puesto el qe se mantuvo intacto

Efectivo en la consigna grupo reaccion inmediata
De noche o en pleno dia su encargo lo aseguraba
Amarrados o sin vida lo qe el señor le ordenara

Qqe doloor del m1 por la ausencia de javier
Compartiendo las batallas con el 9 y con el 3
Un equipo sin palabras de agallas y buen nivel

Llego un dia su mala suerte cuando a balas lo abatieron
Traidores le dieron muerte dispararon y corrieron
No lo casaron de frente del miedo nunca pudieron

Fueron intenciones claras porque a paulino mataron
Su jente contra atacaba 60 hombres bien armados
Al 100 estaban los antrax buen apoio del ondeado

Su sangre cobra con sangre la herencia con sus pistolas
De qe nacio en los mekates el espinal dio su historia
Bien ondeado en el combate por culiacan sinaloa

Con el apoio del pavo fiel amigo y compañero
Con su polvo americano con valor jalo su cuerno
Lo extraña un valor intacto adios paulino landeros

Paulino Landeros

I am accustomed to death, I was an active gunman.
A man of great risk and strength, a gentleman of great respect.
I was very devoted to my bosses, I was Paulino Landeros.

I started with Javier Torres, alongside his cuerno de disco.
I carry my 45 chest piece with magazines.
Cautious in my trade, an expert in detecting traitors.

I remember that I was a prisoner, I paid with some years.
As soon as I got out, the gentlemen quickly sought me out.
Without thinking, I returned to my post, which remained intact.

I was effective in the assignment, an immediate reaction group.
At night or in broad daylight, I would safeguard my assignment.
Tied up or lifeless, whatever the gentleman ordered me to do.

What grief the m1 suffered due to Javier's absence.
Sharing battles with the 9 and the 3.
A team without words, of courage and a good level.

One day my bad luck came when they shot me dead.
Traitors killed me, they shot and ran.
They did not confront me face to face, they were too afraid.

The intentions were clear because they killed Paulino.
His people counterattacked, 60 well-armed men.
The antrax were 100%, a good support from the ondeado.

His blood was avenged with blood, his legacy with his pistols.
He was born in the mekates, El Espinal gave its story.
He was well known in the fight for Culiacan, Sinaloa.

With the support of Pavo, a faithful friend and companion.
He pulled his cuerno with American gunpowder, with courage.
His intact valor is missed, goodbye Paulino Landeros.