Текст и перевод песни Marca MP - Olegario Chaidez

Olegario Chaidez

Fue así nomas al nacer
Mis poros y mi nariz
Saben bien perfectamente
Que empecé a respirar bien

Hay de suspiro en suspiros
Grande el dios, suerte y amigos
Trabajo conmigo y brindo
Lo importante es que respiro

Piensen en lo limpio y sano
Aire puro oxigenado
Fresco respiro y suspiro
Aire olor a encino y pino

Villareal por que mi madre
Puso su sangre en mis venas
Y ya hasta morir la defiendo
Por que me la dio de herencia

Dice Chaidez Villareal
Olegario un buen amigo
Fácil es hallar amigos
Muy difícil conservar

En la escuela de la vida
La que me ha enseñado mas
A habido muchos tropiezos
Dice Chaidez Villareal

Bisabuelos y papás
Y nietos se extienden mas
Chaidez ya es un apellido
Que se hizo internacional

Soy nativo en el destierro
Me apellido he registrado
En el vino chacaleño
Chaidez al cristal plasmado

Chacala tiene la historia
De nuestros antepasados
Por herencia o el destino
Que a la aventura nos vamos

Como que nos van llamando
Las fronteras del pais
El peligro en remolino
Ganar ser libre o morir

A Toño no libero
Tijuana lo secuestro
A balazos Mexicali
A Baudelio mato

Con balas murió José
Reynosa testigo fue
De milagro la contamos
Dice Olegario y Manuel

Olegario Chaidez

It was like this when I was born
My pores and my nose
Know perfectly well
That I started to breathe well

There are sighs among sighs
Great God, luck, and friends
I work with and give to myself
What's important is that I breathe

Think about the clean and healthy
Pure oxygenated air
Fresh breath and sighs
Air that smells like oak and pine

Villareal because my mother
Put her blood in my veins
And until I die, I'll defend it
Because she gave it to me as an inheritance

Chaidez Villareal says
Olegario, a good friend
It's easy to find friends
Very difficult to keep

In the school of life
The one that has taught me the most
There have been many setbacks
Chaidez Villareal says

Great-grandparents and parents
And grandchildren extend further
Chaidez is already a surname
That has become international

I'm a native in exile
I've registered my last name
In the wine of Chacaleño
Chaidez molded in crystal

Chacala has the history
Of our ancestors
By inheritance or destiny
That we are going on an adventure

As if they were calling us
The borders of the country
Danger in a whirlwind
Winning, being free, or dying

I don't release Anto
Tijuana kidnapped him
Mexicali with bullets
Baudelio killed

José died with bullets
Reynosa was a witness
We tell it as a miracle
Olegario and Manuel say