Текст и перевод песни Julián Mercado - La Danza Del Zopilote

La Danza Del Zopilote

Tres decenas contra uno; se noto la diferencia.
Se cubrieron con la noche y formaron la estrategia.
En el blanco estaba yo como una presa en el monte.
Titulo de la funcion: "La Danza de Zopilotes."
Quisieron tirar mi sangre, les pagaron por mi carne.
Para que tantas molestias? Se que vienen a buscarme.
Olviden el protocolo, ya los estaba esperando.
Solo tienen una opcion, hay cien rifles apuntando.
Quien es el que viene al mando? Que venga y salude a un hombre.
Diganme porque chingados en su lista esta mi nombre.
"A usted ya lo conocia," dijo una voz con paciencia.
Por ahi supe que la envidia dijo que era competencia.
En donde quedo el valor? Se me hace que lo perdieron.
Hoy cualquier zorrillo meon compra todo con dinero.
Los precios los pongo yo y no esta en venta mi cuero.
Diganle al que los mando que en la tienda venden huevos,
El baile se termino; como llegaron se fueron.
Al mirar aquella accion todos alsaron el vuelo.
"Porque no los desplomo?" dijieron los pistoleros.
Mi palabra fue la opcion de entregarme al traicionero.
El ajuste no tardo para el que estaba enredado.
"Cuando ustedes van, yo vengo," asi decia aquel recado,
"Atentamente, EL Señor." Sin vida los encontraron.
Por cualquiera aclaracion para el que vuelva a intentarlo.

The Vulture's Dance

Thirty to one; the difference was apparent.
They hid under the cover of the night and formed their strategy.
I was the target in the crosshairs, like prey in the forest.
The title of the show: "The Dance of the Vultures."
They wanted to spill my blood, they were paid for my flesh.
Why all the trouble? I know you're coming for me.
Forget the protocol, I was already waiting for you.
You only have one option, a hundred rifles are aimed at you.
Who is in command? Come forward and greet a man.
Tell me why my name is on your list, you fuckers.
"I already knew you," a voice said patiently.
I heard that envy said I was competition.
Where did your courage go? I think you've lost it.
Nowadays, any pissing skunk can buy anything with money.
I set the prices, and my skin is not for sale.
Tell the one who sent you that they sell eggs at the store,
The dance is over; you left as you came.
Seeing that action, everyone took flight.
"Why don't we shoot them down?" the gunmen said.
My word was the choice to surrender to the traitor.
It didn't take long for the one who was entangled to be dealt with.
"When you go, I come," that's what the message said,
"Sincerely, THE Lord." They found them dead.
For any clarification, for those who try again.