Orgullo Ranchero - Pedro Infante traduction en anglais

Orgullo Ranchero

Mi orgullo es ranchero
Mi amor es sincero
Y nunca presumo
De ser valenton

Pero si alguien quiere
Probar mi calilla
Dispuesto me encuentro
Pa' darle un quemon

Allá andan diciendo
Que son muy picudos
Y yo me los clacho
Al oirlos hablar

Todos son valientes
Todos bravucones
Y al hora del hora
No saben pelear

Pa' los trompos
Son las cuerdas
Pa' los calvos
Las monteras

Pa' los changuitos
Tarzanes que me duran
Los panteras
Si porque me ven fuereño
Piensan que me han de comer
Pero yo les digo nones
Porque pares no ha de haber

Para los gallos
Correr los caballos
Es siempre mi orgullo
Poderles ganar

Y pa' los amores
Tengo los mejores
Porque este ranchero
Sabe enamorar

Que viva mi tierra
Que viva mi rancho
Que es tierra de machos
Que saben pelear

Si piden trompadas
Le dan cuchilladas
Si piden balazos
También saben dar

Pa' los tontos
Son las cuerdas
Pa' los calvos
Las monteras

Pa' los changuitos
Tarzanes que me duran
Los panteras

Si porque me ven fuereño
Piensan que me han de comer
Pero yo les digo nones
Porque pares no ha de haber

Rancher's Pride

My pride is that of a rancher,
My love is sincere,
And I never boast
Of being brave.

But if someone wants
To test my mettle,
I'm ready
To give them a burn.

They go around saying
That they're tough guys,
And I laugh at them
When I hear them talk.

They're all brave,
All bullies,
But when the time comes
They don't know how to fight.

For the spinning tops,
There are strings,
For the bald guys,
There are hats.

For the little monkeys,
Tarzans who last me a minute,
The Panthers,
Just because they see me as a stranger,
They think they're going to eat me alive.
But I tell them no,
Because there won't be any equals.

For the roosters,
Racing the horses,
It's always my pride
To be able to win.

And for love,
I have the best,
Because this rancher
Knows how to make a woman fall in love.

Long live my land,
Long live my ranch,
Which is a land of tough men
Who know how to fight.

If they ask for punches,
They give stabbings,
If they ask for bullets,
They also know how to give them.

For the fools,
There are strings,
For the bald guys,
There are hats.

For the little monkeys,
Tarzans who last me a minute,
The Panthers,

Just because they see me as a stranger,
They think they're going to eat me alive.
But I tell them no,
Because there won't be any equals.