Paroles et traduction Régulo Caro - Pancho & Arturo

Pancho & Arturo

Les contaré otra historia de venganza de tantas que hay
Otra vez le amargaron la vida a una familia en Culiacán
Dice el dicho que la venganza no tiene fecha de vencimiento
Y este es el corrido de mi carnal

Pancho me gritó fuerte, pero no alcancé a reaccionar
Y las balas entraron por la ventana del carro detrás
Quise abrir la puerta, pero se me atoró el cinturón
Ni la pistola alcancé y pa' acabarla de chingar

Pancho corrió a la banqueta tirándoles con la Glock
Se escondió atrás de una camioneta, pero vació el cargador
Y de lejos miró cómo las balas atravesaron el carro
Y mi cuerpo rebotaba sin control

Pancho juró vengarme aquel día
Ya han pasado 10 años
Y aún sigue abierta esa herida
Pero, el día 9 de enero le volvió la sonrisa

Así nomas compa'

Pancho se enteró que Arturo salió libre del penal
Y que lo echaron del otro lado y dicen que en Tijuana está
Quiere recibirlo en persona, como se merece
Y recordarle lo que me hizo allá, por Culiacán

Arturo creció en las calles solo, sin mamá y papá
Entre las drogas y los maleantes, ¿dónde creen que iba a parar?
¿Ustedes creen que iba a perdonarme si no tuvo madre?
Aquí se echó a la bolsa unos pesos pa' irme a matar

"Mucho gusto, soy Francisco, y te ofrezco mi perdón
Hace diez años hiciste algo y siempre te guardé rencor
Tú asesinaste a mi hermano y tal vez ni te acuerdes
Yo sí te perdono, pero mi 45 no"

Arturo peló los ojos confundido
Y antes de abrir la boca
Le atravesó la cara un tiro
Ya mi alma está descansando gracias a Panchito

Pancho & Arturo

I'll tell you another story of revenge, of the many that there are
Once again, they made life bitter for a family in Culiacán
The saying goes that revenge has no expiration date
And this is the ballad of my brother

Pancho shouted at me, but I couldn't react fast enough
And the bullets entered through the back window of the car
I tried to open the door, but my seatbelt got stuck
I couldn't even reach my gun, and to make matters worse

Pancho ran to the sidewalk, shooting at them with his Glock
He hid behind a pickup truck, but his magazine was empty
And from a distance, he watched as the bullets pierced through the car
And my body bounced uncontrollably

Pancho swore to avenge me that day
10 years have passed
And that wound is still open
But, on the 9th of January, he got his smile back

Just like that, my friend

Pancho found out that Arturo had been released from prison
And that he had been deported to the other side, and they say he's in Tijuana
He wants to greet him in person, as he deserves
And remind him of what he did to me back there, in Culiacán

Arturo grew up on the streets alone, without a mother or father
Among drugs and thugs, where do you think he would end up?
Do you think he would forgive me if he didn't have a mother?
He pocketed some money here to go and kill me

"Nice to meet you, I'm Francisco, and I offer you my forgiveness
10 years ago you did something and I've always held a grudge against you
You murdered my brother and maybe you don't even remember
I forgive you, but my 45 doesn't"

Arturo opened his eyes wide in confusion
And before he could open his mouth
A gunshot pierced his face
My soul is now at peace, thanks to Panchito