Paroles et traduction Rubén Blades feat. Pete Rodriguez - Juan Gonzalez

Juan Gonzalez

La historia que van a escuchar
Está basada en hechos ficticios
Cualquier semejanza con personas vivas o muertas
Es pura coincidencia

La patrulla ha llegado al pueblo con la noticia
Que acabaron con Juan González, el guerrillero
Que, por fin, el león de la sierra reposa muerto
La guerrilla murió con él grita un sargento

En la cañada del muerto fue la emboscada
Cogieron a la guerrilla hambrienta y cansada, ay

En un bohío monte adentro se escucha el llanto
De una mujer con un niño que está en pañales
Con ella lloran también los pobres del mundo
Los campos lloran la muerte de Juan González

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)
Se han secado los riachuelos
No florecen los rosales

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)
Con él cayó Papo, el Indio
Y el bueno 'e Claudio Fernande'

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)
Tiraron al león más bravo
Al hijo 'e Juana Morale'

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)
El indio solloza triste
Mataron al tigre errante

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)

Huye, que te cogen

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)
Se han secado los riachuelo'
No florecen los rosales

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)
Tiraron al león más bravo
Al hijo 'e Juana Morale'

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)
Con él tiraron a Caco, el Indio
Y los hermanos Velarde

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)
De la sierra sale un grito
No has muerto en vano compadre

(La sierra viste de luto)
(Mataron a Juan González)
¡Anda!

(Mataron a Juan González)

(Mataron a Juan González)

Juan Gonzalez

The story you're going to hear
Is based on fictitious facts
Any coincidence with people living or dead
Is pure coincidence

The patrol has arrived in town with the news
That they have finished with Juan Gonzalez, the guerrilla
That, finally, the lion of the sierra lays dead
The guerrilla died with him screams a sergeant

In the Cañada del Muerto was the ambush
They caught the hungry and tired guerrillas

In a countryside hut you can hear the cries
Of a woman with a nursing child
The world's poor cry with her
The fields mourn the death of Juan Gonzalez

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)
The creeks have dried
The rose bushes don't flower

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)
With him fell Papo, the Indian
And good Claudio Fernande'

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)
They shot the bravest lion
Juana Morale's son

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)
The Indian sobs sadly
They killed the wandering tiger

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)

Run, they're catching you

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)
The creeks have dried
The rose bushes don't flower

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)
They shot the bravest lion
Juana Morale's son

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)
With him they shot Caco, the Indian
And the Velarde brothers

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)
From the sierra comes a cry
You haven't died in vain, compadre

(The sierra dresses in mourning)
(They killed Juan Gonzalez)
Go!

(They killed Juan Gonzalez)

(They killed Juan Gonzalez)