Rivales de Sangre - Luis Y Julian перевод на английский

Rivales de Sangre

Voy a contar una historia
Que no la van a creer
Martín Moreno el bastardo
Nacido para perder
Lo mató su medio hermano
Por culpa de una mujer

María Inés se llamaba
Aquella hermosa mujer
A uno de ellos amaba
Y le entregó su querer
A Martín lo despreciaba
Y lo llegó a aborrecer

Ya casada con Antonio
Martín la encuentra en el río
Como este andaba borracho
Le declaró su cariño
Hasta parece que ignoras
Que tu hermano es mi marido

Martín secuestra a María
Arrastras se la llevó
En el Cerro de la Mesa
Antonio los alcanzó
No le quedó otra salida
Con su hermano se enfrentó

Se agarraron a balazos
Martín la carga falló
De arriba de su caballo
Antonio le disparó
Tres tiro le dió a su hermano
Y en el acto lo mató

Escuchen bien los corridos
Y también sus melodías
Tragedias de este calibre
No pasan todos los días
Así acabo este bastardo
Y también sus bastardías

Blood Rivals

I'm going to tell you a story, darling,
One you won't believe, I swear,
Martín Moreno, the bastard,
Born to lose, my dear,
Killed by his half-brother,
Over a woman, it's clear.

María Inés was her name, sweetheart,
That beautiful woman, so fair,
She loved one of them, my dear,
And gave him her heart to bear,
She despised Martín, I fear,
And grew to hate him, I swear.

Already married to Antonio, my love,
Martín found her by the river's flow,
As he was drunk, you know,
He declared his love, although,
Do you even know, my sweet doe,
That your brother is my husband, though?

Martín kidnapped María, my dear,
Dragged her away, it's true,
On Cerro de la Mesa, my sweet,
Antonio caught up, too,
He had no other choice, you see,
He faced his brother, valiantly.

They grabbed their guns and fired, my love,
Martín's gun misfired, it's said,
From atop his horse, my dear,
Antonio shot him dead,
Three shots he gave his brother, I fear,
And killed him on the spot, it's clear.

Listen closely to the corridos, my sweet,
And also to their melodies,
Tragedies of this caliber, you see,
Don't happen every day, believe me,
This is how this bastard met his end, truly,
And also his wicked deeds, sadly.