Paroles et traduction Valentín Elizalde - El Molino

El Molino

Venía Bajando del cerro
En su cuaco cimarron
Huyendo de aquel teniente
Al mando del pelotón
Lo que no sabian los wachos
Es que el viejo era cabron
Paulino sembraba mota
En el barranco del cerro
Pero no se imaginaba
Que alguien le pusiera el dedo
Por eso los federales lo traían al puro pelo
Les preparo la emboscada
A la orilla del camino
Se puso dos pajuelazos
Tambien un trago de vino
Van a saber estos vatos
Quien es el viejo Paulino
Se oye el trote de caballos
Por el cañon del olivo
Paulino se la jugaba
Y siempre traía vivo
Las cachas de amador de su fiel cuerno de chivo
Nomas me falta el soplon
Para acabar de vengarme
Segun mi punto de vista
Se me hace que es mi compadre
Voy a buscarlo a su rancho para partirle su madre
Hablamos de a despedidas
Pero como esta ninguna
Siempre fue cabron Paulino
Allá en su tierra querida

The Mill

I was coming down from the hill
On his wild horse
Fleeing from that lieutenant
In command of the platoon
What the cops didn't know
Is that the old man was a badass
Paulino was growing weed
In the ravine of the hill
But he never imagined
That someone would snitch on him
That's why the federals were hot on his trail
He prepared the ambush for them
At the edge of the road
He took two hits of weed
As well as a sip of wine
These guys are going to find out
Who old Paulino is
The sound of horses trotting
Along the canyon of the olive tree
Paulino was playing his cards right
And he always stayed alive
The grips of his beloved goat horn
All I need is the snitch
To finish getting my revenge
From my point of view
I'm pretty sure it's my compadre
I'm going to look for him at his ranch and kick his ass
We've said our goodbyes before
But nothing like this one
Paulino has always been a badass
There in his beloved homeland