Текст и перевод песни Enigma Norteño - El Güero Bastidas (Con Banda)

El Güero Bastidas (Con Banda)

Desapercivido discreto y sin ruido asi es el amigo,
No tiene fachada de estar en la mafia pero es su destino,
Sabe trabajar dar la mano al amigo y ayudar su jente,
Amistades pocas y entre ellas estan la del niño vicente.

No soy tan bajito tampoco soy alto pero soy guerito,
Saludo a la clicka del M y tambien a la del chaparrito,
El 6 un buen compa que limpia la obra aya en la frontera,
El numero 1 un amigo serio que no se acelera.

Las paredes hablan por eso mis jales los hago a la sorda,
En enfrentamientos torie a una señora aya por sonora,
El numero 11 se enfrenta con bazuka granada y pistola,
Son cosas que pasan gafes del oficio de ultima hora.

No habra violencia pero nose metan oigan su instinto,
Mujeres hermosas mirada que reta una super al cinto,
Se le ve trankilo y seguido se enfiesta cuando ahi rato libre,
Cuenta con punteros claves y blindajes y gruesos calibres.

Bastida de negro se vista la muerte cuando busca un sayo,
Yo tambien me alisto y me pinto solo para los caballos,
Y para chambear o arreglar un buen jale eeh salido adelante,
Cuento con el pago y con el respaldo de los meros grandes.

Me voy no sin antes dejarles en claro que soy sinaloense,
Para ser exacto soy de culiacan donde ahi hombres valientes,
Tengo que estar trucha y pendiente de todo ya me voy pa arriva,
Pero cuando baje andar de parranda que no quepa duda

Güero Bastidas (With Band)

Unnoticed, discreet, and silent, that's how my friend is,
He doesn't look like he's in the mafia, but that's his destiny,
He knows how to work, give a helping hand, and help his people,
His friends are few, and among them is little Vincent.

I'm not too short, nor too tall, but I'm a fair-skinned guy,
I greet the M gang and also the Chaparrito gang,
6 is a good guy who cleans up the mess at the border,
Number 1 is a serious friend who doesn't rush things.

The walls talk, that's why I do my business quietly,
In a confrontation, I faced a lady in Sonora,
Number 11 confronts with a bazooka, grenades, and a pistol,
These are things that happen, mishaps of the trade, last minute.

Don't be violent, but don't mess around, listen to your instincts,
Beautiful women, challenging looks, a gun in their hands,
He seems calm, and he often parties when he has free time,
He has key gunmen, armor, and heavy artillery.

Bastidas dresses in black, the death he seeks in a vest,
I also get ready and paint myself, just for the horses,
And to work or fix a job well done, I've come out on top,
I count on the payment and the support of the big shots.

I'm not leaving without first making it clear that I'm from Sinaloa,
To be exact, I'm from Culiacan, where there are brave men,
I have to be alert and aware of everything, I'm leaving now,
But when I come back, I'll be out on the town, no doubt about it