Paroles et traduction Gustavo "El Loco" Quintero feat. Los Graduados - La Pelea del Siglo

La Pelea del Siglo

(Desde el Madison Square Garden de New York)
(Les habla Don King Productions)
(En esta esquina San Pedro con ochenta y un kilo y medio)
(Y el Doctor Satanás con ciento veinte)
(¡Suena la campana!)

La pelea del siglo yo la vi en el infierno
Cuando peleaba el Diablo con el viejo San Pedro
El título mundial los dos se disputaban
Y daban veinte a uno a que el Diablo lo noqueaba
Y sonó el campanazo brincó a la lona a Pedro
Y de un fuerte izquierdazo al Diablo tiró al suelo
El Diablo se paró, bravo echando candela
Le dio tan duro a Pedro
Que le rompió dos muelas
Uno, dos, tres
A Pedro le contaban
Cuatro, cinco, seis
Y el diablo se carcajeaba
Siete, ocho, nueve
Y Pedro no se paraba
Ra, ra, ra, viva el Diablo le gritaban
(Se pone los cachos, lo enchufla)
(Se cae, se pone los guantes)
(Se saca un moco con el dedo grande)
(Y ahí va)
Te salvó la campana
Le dijo el Diablo a Pedro
Y muy duro le daba con sus guantes de hierro
Le pegó un derechazo
Y del ring lo sacó
Pero se paró Pedro
Y un cacho le quebró
Lo agarró de la cola
Y le daba contra el suelo
Lo metió entre las cuerdas
Y le arrancó los cuernos
De un gancho en la barriga
El Diablo se tambaleaba
Y lo remató Pedro
De una fuerte patada
Uno, dos, tres
San Pedro le contaba
Ocho, nueve, diez
Y el Diablo no se paraba
¡San Pedro, San Pedro!
Los hinchas le gritaban
Alabío, alabao
El Diablo está noqueado
Alabío, alabao
El Diablo está noqueado
(Alaba'o sea mi Dios, ja, ja, ja)
(¡Ay, Care Pollo, Carlos Hernández les cuenta que gano el)
(San Páselo, duro, ja, ja, ja)

The Fight of the Century

(From Madison Square Garden in New York)
(Don King Productions speaking to you)
(In this corner, Saint Peter weighing in at eighty-one and a half kilos)
(And Doctor Satan weighing in at one hundred and twenty)
(Ding, ding, ding!)

I saw the fight of the century in hell, my love,
When the Devil fought old Saint Peter.
They were both vying for the world title,
And the odds were twenty to one that the Devil would knock him out.
The bell rang, and Peter jumped into the ring,
And with a strong left hook, he knocked the Devil to the ground.
The Devil got up, furious, spitting fire,
He hit Peter so hard,
That he broke two of his teeth.
One, two, three,
They counted for Peter,
Four, five, six,
And the Devil cackled.
Seven, eight, nine,
And Peter didn't get up.
Rah, rah, rah, long live the Devil, they shouted.
(He puts on his horns, plugs them in)
(He falls, puts on his gloves)
(He picks his nose with his thumb)
(And there he goes)
The bell saved you,
The Devil told Peter.
And he hit him hard with his iron gloves.
He hit him with a right hook,
And knocked him out of the ring.
But Peter got up,
And broke off one of his horns.
He grabbed him by the tail,
And slammed him against the floor.
He put him between the ropes,
And ripped off his horns.
With a hook to the belly,
The Devil staggered.
And Peter finished him off,
With a strong kick.
One, two, three,
Saint Peter counted.
Eight, nine, ten,
And the Devil didn't get up.
Saint Peter, Saint Peter!
The fans shouted.
Praise be, praise be,
The Devil is knocked out.
Praise be, praise be,
The Devil is knocked out.
(Praise be to my God, ha, ha, ha)
(Oh, Care Pollo, Carlos Hernandez tells you that he won the)
(San Páselo, hard, ha, ha, ha)