Текст и перевод песни Gerardo Ortíz - Comeré Callado

Comeré Callado

Quiero agradecerle a todos los que fueran parte de esta producción
A los que siempre creyeron en mi
Mis amigos, mi familia, a todos las señoras y señores que están en las altas filas barras conmigo
Ay, nomás

Comeré callado, para no avisarle al que sera vencido
Un solo disparo, se apago la luz pal′ que me habia encendido y no saben de donde
Andan preguntando quien se pego el tiro
Suerte en su tarea, es que el difunto coleccionaba enemigos

Le gane el cajón
Al que comento y gritaba sus planes
En su lista yo, que pocisiono entre los principales
Me hice cazador, porque ser la presa no es agradable
No van a quitarme lo que con amor me dio mi madre

Dijo la violencia, que era permitido actuar en respuesta
Supe ser oveja, cuando se acercaron con las ofensas
Los miro al a vuelta, se escuchaba un lobo entre mi cabeza
Me quedan las balas, se me acabaron las buenas

Otra calavera, ya que mi conciencia sigue contando
Otro que anda fiera, una lacra menos que seguirá circulando
Que llore el que quiera, yo no me he llevado a ni uno por santo
Y si un dia me llega, le pido a mi dios, que sea contestando

I'll Eat Silently

I want to thank everybody who was a part of this production
To those who always believed in me
My friends, my family, all the ladies and gentlemen who are in the top ranks bars with me
Oh, that’s all

I'll eat silenced, so that I’ll not tell him who will be defeated
A single shot, and the light went out for the one who'd lit me up, and they don’t know from where
They ask around who took the shot
Good luck with your search, because the deceased had a collection of haters

I beat him to the grave
The one who mentioned my name and boasted of his plans
On his list I’m number one
I turned hunter, because being the prey is not okay
They’re not going to take away what my mother gave me with love

Violence says that acting in response is permitted
I learnt to be like a sheep when the affronts came
I glance back, as I could hear a wolf in my head
I have some bullets left, I've run out of kindness

Another tombstone, as my conscience goes on counting
Another one who's wild, one less enemy who will be around
Let him weep who wishes, I’ve not taken away a saint
And if the day comes for me, I ask your god for it to be in reply to a wrongdoing