Текст и перевод песни Banda Renovacion - Gabino Barrera

Gabino Barrera

Gabino Barrera no entendía razones
Andando en la borrachera
Cargaba pistola con seis cargadores
Le daba gusto a cualquiera

Usaba el bigote en cuadro abultado
Su paño al cuello enredado
Calzones de mata, chamarra de cuero
Traía colteado el sombrero

Sus pies campesinos usaban huaraches
A veces a raíz andaba
Pero le gustaba jalar a la banda
La plata no le importaba

Con una botella de caña en la mano
Gritaba "¡Viva Zapata...!"
Porque era ranchero el indio suriano
Era hijo de buena mata

Era alto, bien dado, muy ancho de espalda
Su rostro mal encachado
Su negra mirada un aire le daba
Al buitre de la montañas

Gabino Barrera dejaba mujeres
Con hijos por donde quiera
Por eso en los pueblos donde se paseaba
Se la tenían sentenciada

Recuero la noche que lo asesinaron
Venía de ver a su amada
Dieciocho descargas de Máuser sonaron
Sin darle tiempo de nada

Gabino Barrera murió como mueren
Los hombres que son bragados
Por una morena perdió como mueren
Los gallos en los tapados

Gabino Barrera

Gabino Barrera didn't understand reasons
Walking around drunk
Carrying a gun with six magazines
Pleasing everyone

Wore his mustache in a thick square
His bandana wrapped around his neck
Bush pants, leather jacket
His hat was tilted

His peasant feet wore sandals
Sometimes he walked barefoot
But he loved to hang out with the band
Money didn't matter to him

With a bottle of liquor in his hand
He'd shout, "Viva Zapata...!"
Because he was a rancher, a southern Indian
He was a true son of the land

He was tall, well-built, broad-shouldered
His face was rugged
His black, piercing gaze reminded you of
A mountain vulture

Gabino Barrera left behind women
With children everywhere
That's why he was a marked man
In the towns where he traveled

I remember the night he was killed
He was coming back from seeing his lover
Eighteen shots from a Mauser rang out
He never had a chance

Gabino Barrera died like true
Men of courage die
He lost his life over a dark-haired beauty
Like roosters do in a cockfight