Paroles et traduction Joaquín Sabina - Pacto Entre Caballeros

Pacto Entre Caballeros

No pasaba de los veinte
El mayor de los tres chicos
Que vinieron a atracarme el mes pasado
Subvenciónanos un pico
Y no te hagas el valiente
Que me pongo muy nervioso si me enfado
Me pillaron diez quinientas y un peluco marca Omega
Con un pincho de cocina en la garganta
Pero el bizco se dio cuenta
Y me dijo "oye, colega te pareces al Sabina ese que canta"
Era un noche cualquiera puede ser que fuera trece
¿Qué más da? Pudiera ser que fuera martes
Sólo sé que algunas veces cuando menos te lo esperas
El diablo va y se pone de tu parte
Este encuentro hay que mojarlo
Con jarabe de litrona
Compañeros antes de que cante el gallo
"Tranquilo, tronco, perdona y un trago pa celebrarlo"
Los tres iban hasta el culo de caballo
A una barra americana me llevaron por la cara
No dejaron que pagara ni una ronda
Controlaban tres fulanas
Pero a mi me reservaban
Los encantos de "Maruja la cachonda"
Nos pusimos como motos
Con la birra y los canutos
Se cortaron de meterse algo más fuerte
Nos hicimos unas fotos
De cabina en tres minutos
Parecemos la cuadrilla de la muerte
Protegidos por la luna
Cogieron prestado un coche
Me dejaron en mi queli y se borraron
Por las venas de la noche
"Enróllate y haznos una copla guapa de la tuyas" me gritaron
Me devolvieron intacto con un guiño mi dinero
La cartera, la cadena y el reloj
Yo, que siempre cumplo un pacto
Cuando es entre caballeros
Les tenía que escribir esta canción
Hoy venía en el diario
El careto del más alto
No lo había vuelto a ver desde aquel día
Escapaba del asalto al chalét de un millonario
Y en la puerta le esperó la policía
Mucha, mucha policía
Policía
Mucha, mucha policía

Pact Between Gentlemen

I wasn't over twenty,
The oldest of the three kids
Who came to mug me last month.
"Give us a little something,"
And don't play the tough guy.
I get really nervous if I get angry.
They took ten 500s from me and a real Omega watch,
With a kitchen knife at my throat.
But then the cross-eyed one noticed
And said, "Hey, man, you look like that singer, Sabina."
It was an ordinary night, maybe the thirteenth.
Who cares? It could have been a Tuesday.
I only know that sometimes, when you least expect it,
The devil shows up and takes your side.
This encounter calls for a drink,
With some cheap beer.
Comrades, before the rooster crows,
"Relax, my friend, forget about it and let's drink to celebrate."
The three of them were totally wasted.
They took me to an American bar and forced me to let them pay.
They wouldn't let me pay for a single round.
They were controlling three whores,
But they had reserved
The charms of "Maruja the Horny" for me.
We got as high as kites
With the beer and the joints.
They stopped short of injecting anything stronger.
We took some pictures
In a photo booth in three minutes.
We looked like the gang of death,
Protected by the moon.
They borrowed a car,
Dropped me back at my shack and disappeared
Into the night.
"Roll yourself a joint and make us one of those great songs of yours," they hollered.
They gave me all my money back untouched, with a wink
My wallet, my chain, and my watch.
I, who always keep a deal
When it's between gentlemen,
Had to write them this song.
Today, there he was in the paper,
The face of the tallest one.
I hadn't seen him again since that day.
He escaped from an assault on a millionaire's mansion,
And the police were waiting for him at the door.
A lot of police,
Police.
A lot of police.