Paroles et traduction Voz de Mando - Mente en Blanco (Banda Version)

Mente en Blanco (Banda Version)

Ando con la mente en blanco, ya me tocaron la sangre,
Con fuerza me aguanto el llanto, el daño es irremediable,
Conmigo ya se enredaron, les dijo Gonzalo aunque traigan un padre
Y desde los sacrosantos porque de la muerte no van a salvarse.

Me destape otra buchanan's, ahora me tocan a mi,
Ya me subi a la blindada, me traje la artilleria,
Traigo de todas las balas, viene la plebada, voy de caceria,
La presa ya esta ubicada, como tiro al blanco los tengo en la mira.

Como me hierve la sangre, me duele lo que me hicieron,
Pagaran por traicionarme, tendran que lidiar con eso,
Traigo bastante coraje, pa' que me torearon ya estoy en el ruedo,
Mataron gente inocente, que ni la debian, pagaran por eso.

Traigo el diablo en la mirada y la voz no se me corta,
Para seguir ordenando, a los hombres que me escoltan,
Las manos me estan temblando,
Pero no de miedo es porque no se cortan,
Las rafagaz de los cuernos
Que estan respondiendo a los que me traicionan.

Ando listo pal combate, traigo el mejor armamento,
Son mas de 600 gentes, las que navego en el ruedo,
Las traigo con anti-tanques
Tambien con basookas, chalecos y cuernos,
Pa' pegarles en la madre, yo no tengo tregua ni soy traicionero.

Soy de la raza del Mayo, con el Niño sigo firme,
En Culiacán me la paso, donde nací he de morirme,
Traigo a todos mis muchachos, ando bien armado,
Nunca olviden esto,
Por cierto yo soy Gonzalo, mi clave es el 11,
Soy el Macho Prieto.

Blank Mind (Banda Version)

My mind is blank, they've made me furious,
I can barely contain my tears, the damage is irreparable,
They've messed with me, Gonzalo said, even if they bring a priest,
And from the holy ones themselves, for they will not save you from death.

Pour me another Buchanan's, now it's my turn,
I've boarded the armored car, I've brought the artillery,
I have all types of bullets, the plebada is here, I'm going hunting,
The prey has been located, I have them in my sights like a target.

My blood boils, it hurts what they've done to me,
They'll pay for betraying me, they'll have to deal with that,
I have a lot of courage, they mocked me, now I'm in the bullring,
They killed innocent people, who didn't deserve it, they'll pay for that.

I have the devil in my eyes and my voice does not waver,
To continue giving orders, to the men who escort me,
My hands are trembling,
But not out of fear, it's because they don't stop cutting,
The bursts from the horns
That are responding to those who betray me.

I'm ready for combat, I have the best weapons,
There are more than 600 people, that I navigate in the ring,
I bring them with anti-tank weapons
Also with bazookas, vests and horns,
To hit them in the face, I have no truce and I am not a traitor.

I am of the Mayo race, with the Niño I remain firm,
In Culiacán I spend my time, where I was born I shall die,
I bring all my boys, I'm well armed,
Never forget this,
By the way, I am Gonzalo, my code is 11,
I am Macho Prieto.