Teniente Lucas - Valentin Elizalde traduction en anglais

Teniente Lucas

Voy a cantar unos versos
Pa' recordar a un valiente
A Juanito Huerta Trejo
Lo apodaban "El teniente"
Siempre jalaba parejo
Él siempre llegó de frente
Su carrera comenzó
Al servicio del gobierno
El Comandante Toledo
Siempre fue su subalterno
Peleó con la veintitrés
Angelitos del infierno
Al poco tiempo ingresó
A las filas de Pedrito
Llevaba por compañero
Al famoso Romerito
Pero un día se lo mataron
Su destino estaba escrito
El padrino y el tío Sam
Le dictaron su sentencia
Le dijeron que en este mundo
Ya estorbaba su presencia
Pero cuando lo encontraban
Siempre le tenían vergüenza
Ahí le va mi comandante, Manuel Barreras
Ese veintidós de junio
El señor venía volando
Él sabía que su familia
Ya lo estaría esperando
Pero falló ese motor
Después lo estaban velando
Volaba desde Obregón
Con sus amigos del alma
Decía el teniente al Creador
Mi muerte espero con calma
Pero salva a mi patrón
A mi amigo, el güero Palma
Siempre viajaba por aire
Pues por tierra no podía
Porque querían recibirlo
El teniente ya sabía
En un estuche dorado
Llegó a Jalisco ese día
Ya murió el Teniente Lucas
Descansarán un ratito
Los que deseaban su muerte
Se quedaron con el hipo
Él siempre se cobijó
Con un zarape azulito

Teniente Lucas

I will sing some verses
To remember a brave man
To Juanito Huerta Trejo
They called him "The Lieutenant"
He always pulled together
He always arrived from the front
His career began
In the service of the government
Commander Toledo
He was always his subordinate
He fought with the twenty-three
Angels of hell
Shortly after he entered
The ranks of Pedrito
He had as a companion
The famous Romerito
But one day they killed him
His destiny was written
The Godfather and Uncle Sam
Dictated his sentence
They told him that in this world
His presence was already a hindrance
But when they found him
They were always embarrassed
There you go my commander, Manuel Barreras
That June twenty-second
The gentleman came flying
He knew that his family
Would already be waiting for him
But that engine failed
Then they were watching over him
He flew from Obregón
With his friends of the soul
The lieutenant said to the Creator
I calmly await my death
But save my boss
My friend, the güero Palma
He always traveled by air
Because he could not by land
Because they wanted to welcome him
The lieutenant already knew
In a golden case
He arrived in Jalisco that day
Lieutenant Lucas has now died
Those who wished his death
Will rest a little while
They were left with the hiccups
He always covered himself
With a little blue zarape