Paroles et traduction Los Minis de Caborca - Vida De Piloto

Vida De Piloto

Encontraba el plan de vuelo cuando en corto me salieron 2 boludos
Artillados Los boludos La salida me tapaban y los que me detubieron
No me dieron tiempo a nada por tierra tambien
Llegaban ya sabian de mi salida los boludos reportaban.
El reloj marco las 12 en punto de medio dia aquellos echos ocurrian
Mis pasonsitos de feres presenciaba para que al momento de nosotros
Nos jugamos la vida,
Bien cargado el jirafales pero no llego aquel dia.
La cosa estaba bien tensa pues llegaron disparando sin dar tiempo de
Hacer algo en los cerros asian lejos los disparos intentabamos
Pelarnos pero nos seguian el rastro se escuchaban
Superbalas por un lado nos pasaban la virgen los apollaba.
Un boludo aterrizaba ya tenían fijo su blanco lo apuntaban sus cañones

Me agarran me quitaron buen billete robaron el cargamento hasta
Descalso me dejaron asi me rife la vida casi
Dos dias en la sierra entre sierra y soladados.
Agradesco de antemano a la gente que me alludo y que por radio
Abisaba que me abian aparecido sano y salvo al otro dia llego el wolt
Me rescato en el guayabo me recojio
En esa pista y aqui seguimos chambiando.
Ver la tierra desde el aire cuando voy en un avion no me quita el
Gusto nadie buen pajaro paso un tiempo encerrado hoy en dia anda en
Vuelo por alla anda borrasiando pa pilotos en
Guamuchil por hay lo dice un corrido y eso ya es muy conocido

A Pilot's Life

I was reviewing the flight plan when two jerks suddenly appeared before me,
The armed men were blocking my path, and those who had detained me
Didn't give me any time to react, they were approaching from the ground too.
They already knew about my departure, the jerks were reporting it.
The clock struck 12 midday when those events occurred
My friends watched in fear, as we were about to
Risk our lives,
The Twin Otters were well-prepared, but that day didn't come.
The situation was tense, they started shooting without giving us time to
React. From the hills, the distant gunshots rang out as we tried to
Escape, but they were tracking us, we could hear
Bullets whizzing past us on one side, the Virgin Mary protected us.
One of the jerks landed, they had a clear shot, their cannons were pointing at us

They apprehended me, stole a lot of money, and even the cargo,
They left me barefoot, that's how I almost lost my life.
Two days in the mountains, surrounded by soldiers.
I'm grateful to the people who helped me and who
Informed me by radio that I had been reported missing, the next day the helicopter
Rescued me in Guayabo, it picked me up
On that track, and we continue to work.
Seeing the world from the air when I'm in a plane doesn't take away my
Enjoyment, no good bird stays locked up, nowadays he flies
Around and gets drunk. For pilots in
Guamuchil, that's what a song says, and it's well-known.