Текст и перевод песни Laberinto - Zenon Torres Velez

Zenon Torres Velez

Yo conozco la historia zenon
La que nunca has echado al olvido
Se que nunca as andado seguro
Por pendientes que tienes mi amigo
Lo dijo un viejo carretonero nunca has podido
Dormir tranquilo
Ten cuidado zenon torrez velez
Hace mucho que perdistes el fuero
Y volar la parpada del cuervos
Y ya no te proteje el gobierno
Se te acusa de muchos colgados
Y ahora peligrando tu cuero
Se encajo su pistola rameada
Y agarro con coraje su cuerno
Voy a probarte que yo soy hombre
Y no me escudo con el gobierno se ofendi
Porque colge alimañanas que vengan
A cobrar si es que devo
Una nube negra se aproxima
Y se olle el aleteo de cuervos
Iban a travesando las milpas
Y se esconden tras de los chiquieros
Pertrechado zenon torrez velez
Comenzo a tumbar los pistoleros
Fue un rural famoso en zacatecas
Jubilado despues de los años acabo
Con bandidos muy grandes pero dejaron
Muchos retoños que quisieron volar
Como cuervos ni si quiera llegaron atordo
Ya me voy viejo carretonero
Tu zoton ya esta muy traqueteado
Otras muertes apunta en mi lista
Que mi libro ya esta terminado
Quiero que esto te quede bien claro
Estoy viejo pero no expoleado

Zenon Torres Velez

I know your story, Zenon
The one you've never forgotten
I know you've never been sure of yourself
Because of the debts you have, my friend
An old cart driver said it, you've never been able to
Sleep peacefully
Be careful, Zenon Torres Velez
You lost your legal immunity a long time ago
And you can no longer avoid the ravens' gaze
And the government no longer protects you
You're accused of hanging many people
And now your life is in danger
He grabbed his beaded pistol
And bravely took hold of his horn
I'm going to prove to you that I'm a man
And I don't hide behind the government, I'm offended
Because I hang vermin that come
To collect if I owe
A black cloud approaches
And the flapping of ravens can be heard
They were passing through the cornfields
And they hide behind the pigpens
Prepared, Zenon Torres Velez
Began to shoot down the gunmen
He was a famous rural policeman in Zacatecas
Retired after years of service, he finished
With very dangerous bandits, but they left
Many descendants who wanted to fly
Like ravens, they didn't even get stunned
I'm leaving, old cart driver
Your old nag is very worn out
Other deaths are marked on my list
Because my book is already finished
I want to make this very clear to you
I'm old, but I'm not defeated