Текст и перевод песни Diego Herrera feat. Luis Alfonso Partida El Yaki - Carrera a Muerte

Carrera a Muerte

En la raya dos caballos
En la meta dos pistolas
En el pueblo no había feria
En él ya no había bolas
Era una carrera a muerte
Era una carrera a solas

Juan Pedro dice a Jacinto
Vamos a echarnos un trago
Porque si te falla el Pinto
En esta noche te acabo
Y yo sé bien que ni el viento
Le gana a mi Colorado

Entonces dijo Jacinto
Mientras Juan Pedro bebia
Que Dios te lleve a su reino
Que perdone tu osadia
Voy a ganar la carrera
Y esa mujer va a ser mia

Y estando la luna llena
Brindaron por la Maria
Era la hembra bonita
Que los dos hombres querian
Y estando la luna llena
Los dos a un tiempo contaron
Y donde hicieron el brindis
La polvadera dejaron

Pasado el medio llano
Los caballos se atracaban
Como si ya presintieran
Que a la muerte se acercaban
Y al llegar a la meta
Esa carrera empataban

Y estando la luna llena
Descontaron sus pistolas
En el pueblo no habia feria
En el pueblo no habia bolas
Y estando la luna llena
Cinco balazos sonaros
Tres acabaron con Pedro
Dos a Jacinto mataron

Dos amigos, dos caballos, dos pistolas
Y un amor
Los amigos ya murieron
Las pistolas se perdieron
Los caballos sepa Dios

Dos amigos, dos caballos, dos pistolas
Y un amor
Los amigos ya murieron
Las pistolas se perdieron
La María se encuentra en flor

Race to the Death

Two horses at the starting line
Two pistols at the finish line
There was no fair in town
There were no balls in town
It was a race to the death
It was a race to isolation

Juan Pedro tells Jacinto
Let's take a shot
Because if your Pinto fails
Tonight, you're dead
And I know full well that not even the wind
Can beat my Colorado

Then Jacinto said
As Juan Pedro was drinking
May God take you to his kingdom
May he forgive your audacity
I'm going to win the race
And that woman is going to be mine

And with the moon shining brightly
They toasted to Maria
She was the beautiful woman
Both men desired
And with the moon shining brightly
They counted down together
And where they toasted
They left behind a dust trail

Halfway through the flatland
The horses were running neck and neck
As if they already sensed
That they were nearing death
And at the finish line
The race was a tie

And with the moon shining brightly
They drew their pistols
There was no fair in town
There were no balls in town
And with the moon shining brightly
Five gunshots rang out
Three ended Pedro
Two killed Jacinto

Two friends, two horses, two pistols
And one love
The friends are dead
The pistols lost
Where the horses went, God knows

Two friends, two horses, two pistols
And one love
The friends are dead
The pistols lost
Maria is in blossom