Los Lobos - Carabina .30-30 (Live At the Barns of Wolf Trap, 1992) - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Los Lobos - Carabina .30-30 (Live At the Barns of Wolf Trap, 1992)




Carabina .30-30 (Live At the Barns of Wolf Trap, 1992)
Carabina .30-30 (Live At the Barns of Wolf Trap, 1992)
Carabina 30-30
Carbine .30-30
Que los rebeldes portaban
That the rebels carried
Y Decian los maderistas
And the Maderistas said
Que con ella no mataban
That it didn't kill
Carabina 30-30
Carbine .30-30
Que los rebeldes portaban
That the rebels carried
Y Decian los maderistas
And the Maderistas said
Que con ella no mataban
That it didn't kill
Con mi 30-30
With my .30-30
Me voy a marchar
I'm going to leave
A engrosar las filas de la rebelion
To swell the ranks of the rebellion
Si mi sangre piden, me sangre les doy
If they ask for my blood, my blood I'll give them
Por los habitantes de nuestra nacion
For the people of our nation
Gritaba Francisco Villa:
Francisco Villa shouted:
Donde de hallas, aguemedo?
Where are you, Aguëmedo?
Te quiero ver a frente a frente
I want to see you face to face
Tu que nunca tienes miedo
You who are never afraid
Gritaba Francisco Villa:
Francisco Villa shouted:
Donde de hallas, aguemedo?
Where are you, Aguëmedo?
Te quiero ver a frente a frente
I want to see you face to face
Tu que nunca tienes miedo
You who are never afraid
Con mi 30-30
With my .30-30
Me voy a marchar
I'm going to leave
A engrosar las filas de la rebelion
To swell the ranks of the rebellion
Si mi sangre piden, me sangre les doy
If they ask for my blood, my blood I'll give them
Por los habitantes de nuestra nacion
For the people of our nation
Ya nos vamos pa'Chihuahua
We're going to Chihuahua now
Ya se va tu negro santo
Your dark saint is going now
Si me quebra alguna bala
If a bullet breaks me
Ve a llorarme al camposanto
Go weep for me in the graveyard
Ya nos vamos pa'Chihuahua
We're going to Chihuahua now
Ya se va tu negro santo
Your dark saint is going now
Si me quebra alguna bala
If a bullet breaks me
Ve a llorarme al camposanto
Go weep for me in the graveyard
Con mi 30-30
With my .30-30
Me voy a marchar
I'm going to leave
A engrosar las filas de la rebelion
To swell the ranks of the rebellion
Si mi sangre piden, me sangre les doy
If they ask for my blood, my blood I'll give them
Por los habitantes de nuestra nacion
For the people of our nation





Writer(s): Genaro Nunez


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