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Los Traficantes

No podían pasar por Texas
Porque el río venía bufando
Eran unos traficantes
Que formaban una banda
Con ellos venía una dama
Que se llamaba Yolanda

El río venía muy revuelto
Su caudal seguía aumentando
Cuando les dijo Yolanda
Vamos a cruzar nadando
El patero sea marchado
Creo que nos ha traicionado

Les dijo Silvano Guerra
Con una voz muy opaca
Llevamos treinta millones
Y nos pagan con migajas
Y los que nos la rajamos
Somos los hombres de paga

Musica

Con las bolsas a la espalda
Bien repletas de heroína
Se lanzaron a las aguas
Cubiertos con la neblina
Tres ahogados en el bravo
Silvano ganó la orilla

Unos perros rastreadores
Encontraron a Yolanda
Con seis kilos de heroína
Bien atados a la espalda
A León Bravo y a Brunelas
Los encontraron los guardias

Silvano logró pasar
Y logro a entregar su parte
Pero cuando regresaba
Lo pararon en el puente
Cómo no sabía rajarse
También lo encontró la muerte

The Traffickers

They couldn't pass through Texas, my love,
For the river was raging and wild.
They were traffickers, a dangerous band,
Living life on the edge, so free and so styled.
With them was a lady, so brave and so fair,
Yolanda, her name, a flower so rare.

The river was churning, a turbulent beast,
Its current increasing, a watery feast.
Then Yolanda spoke, with a voice clear and strong,
"Let's swim across, my love, where we belong."
The boatman has left us, abandoned and stranded,
I fear he's betrayed us, with secrets unplanned.

Silvano Guerra spoke, his voice low and grim,
"Thirty million we carry, to the very brim."
"Yet they pay us with crumbs, a pittance so small,"
While we risk our lives, darling, giving our all.
And those who take the risk, the brave and the bold,
Are the ones who get paid, my love, in silver and gold."

Music

With bags on their backs, filled with heroin's lure,
They plunged into the waters, their fate unsure.
Covered by the mist, they swam through the night,
Seeking a new life, a future so bright.
Three drowned in the Rio Grande, their journey's end,
But Silvano reached the shore, my friend.

Tracking dogs, with noses so keen,
Found Yolanda's body, a tragic scene.
Six kilos of heroin, strapped to her back,
A heavy burden, a deadly track.
León Bravo and Brunelas, lost to the tide,
Were found by the guards, where the dark waters hide.

Silvano made it across, his mission complete,
He delivered his share, avoiding defeat.
But on his return, his luck ran dry,
They stopped him at the bridge, beneath the sky.
Unable to talk, his secrets to keep,
He too met his death, in a slumber so deep.