Paroles et traduction Julián Mercado - El Del Sombrero

El Del Sombrero

Con rumbo al N norte va
El 2, 0, 6 del gran hombre
El señor del sombrero
Es de marca talvez
Abecés de cordones

El pariente lo guía
Para que pise y que no resbale
En el que queso esta otro señor
En un camellón implacable
Lo cuidan a morir

Dentro de su jurisdicción
Domina el señor a la gente
Con su esfuerzo la conquisto
A pulso gano ahora le pertenece

Pero esto no quiere decir
Que no salga de su pedazo
A la hora que quiere salir
Prenden el avión de inmediato
Y sin rumbo se va
Trae su equipo para pelear
Y allá por altar bien lo saben
Estricto si va a trabajar
Con su gente esta
Si se hacen los agarres
Cuando están dos turnos mejor
Para no llevarse inocentes
Llega el comando a lo que va
Trabajan mientras todos duermen
Y asi quejas no hay.

Su nombre no me lo aprendí
En claves lo oí y no me acuerdo
Pero cuando lo conocí
Supe desde ahí
Que el era el del sombrero
Y cuando bajo aquel avión
Se miro una bola de gente
Entre toda esa multitud
Se vio quien era el presidente
De esa organización.

Hombre recto pa negociar
Y solo al hablar se le escucha
Que con el no van a jugar
Su acento en verdad
A varios les asusta
Su aspecto no es de malandrín
Y trabaja discretamente
Calmado se puede decir
Pero siempre bien al pendiente
A la orden del mayor.

The Man with the Hat

Heading to the great north
Is the 2, 0, 6 of the great man
The man with the hat
Maybe it's designer
Sometimes with tassels

His companion guides him
So he can walk and not slip
Where the cheese is another gentleman
On an unstoppable camel
They watch over him to the death

Within his jurisdiction
The gentleman dominates the people
With his effort he conquered it
He earned it with his own hands, now it belongs to him

But this doesn't mean
That he doesn't leave his piece
When he wants to leave
They start the plane immediately
And he leaves without a destination
He brings his team to fight
And over in Altar, they know it well
He's strict when he goes to work
With his people he is
If there are quarrels
When there are two shifts it's better
So as not to take innocents
The command arrives to what it's going to do
They work while everyone sleeps
And so there are no complaints.

I didn't learn his name
I heard it in code and I don't remember
But when I met him
I knew from then on
That he was the one with the hat
And when he got off that plane
A crowd of people watched him
Among all that multitude
It was seen who was the president
Of that organization.

He's a straight man to negotiate
And just by talking to him you can hear
That they're not going to play with him
His accent, the truth
Scares many people
His appearance is not that of a thug
And he works discreetly
He can be called calm
But always very aware
At the orders of the boss.