Текст и перевод песни Mario "El Cachorro" Delgado - La Muerte De Manuelon

La Muerte De Manuelon

Las lagrimas de un recluso salieron del alma causaba el gran daño
Que provoco la noticia de que en culiacan están velando a su hermano

Era Manuel torres felix con clave el 14 y apodo el ondeado
Y el que lo llore su nombre muy hombre de nombre
Javier es su hermano

Octubre 13 del 12
Poblado oso viejo fuiste el escenario
De aquel combate suicida batalla abusiva de uno contra varios
Mas de 28 soldados fuertemente armados contra un mercenario
Que les peleo hasta la muerte de frente valiente que no nacen diario

Vallase tío pa la casa ya no esta su raza y ahí vienen los guachos
Y esta vez no vienen solos vienen codo a codo con los del gabacho
No se preocupen sobrinos agarren camino y al rato los guacho
Pero antes que se despidan tráigame comida plebes no sean gachos

Balas desde la azotea le tiro la aldea y Manuel contestaba
Con una super pa el cielo y con otra a los perros del suelo atacaba
Las dos tronaban a un tiempo mas de 400 tiros disparaba
Pero se le acabo el parque y boludos y tanques ahí lo remataban

Ahí va con todo respeto para la familia torres
Torres felix, torres acosta
Mi compa misael mi compa javier
Puros llanos de refugio oiga
Hua

3 días antes de su muerte les pego muy fuerte a los militades
Esa vez les quito el ipo pues traía su equipo y 50 unidades
Los hizo correr al modo el gran viejo lobo les causo pesares
Y así lo uso muchas veces incontable veces en varios lugares

Lo llevaron a los llanos amigos y hermanos ahí todos lo vieron
Cuentan que los altos mandos del cielo volando al viejon despidieron
Su caballo consentido pego un relinchido que todos oyedon
Ese día el cuaco sin cuete sin rienda y jinete bailo en el potrero
Descanse en paz compadrito faltaba poquito pa que lo mirada
Atrás quedo su cuchillo disfrute al tachillo que tanto extrañaba
Su muerte me duele tanto pues no sabe cuanto yo acá lo he soñado
Son palabras de Javier a su hermano Manuel hombres de sangre brava

The Death of Manuelon

From his soul the tears of an inmate flowed, causing great damage
That the news provoked that in Culiacán they are mourning his brother

It was Manuel Torres Felix with the code 14 and nickname El Ondeado
And the one who mourns his name, a man's man named
Javier is his brother

October 13th, 2012
Oso Viejo town, you were the scene
Of that suicidal combat, an abusive battle of one against many
More than 28 soldiers, heavily armed, against a mercenary
Who fought them to the death, a brave man of the front who is not born every day

Go home uncle, your people are no longer there and here come the watchmen
And this time they are not coming alone, they are coming hand in hand with the gringos
Don't worry nephews, take the road and in a while the watchmen
But before you say goodbye, bring me food, guys, don't be mean

Bullets from the roof, the village shot at him and Manuel fought back
With a super pa for the sky and with another one for the dogs on the ground he attacked
The two roared at the same time, more than 400 shots he fired
But he ran out of ammo and bullets and tanks finished him off there

Ah, there it goes, with all due respect to the Torres family
Torres Felix, Torres Acosta
My friend Misael, my friend Javier
Pure plains of refuge, listen
Hua

3 days before his death, he hit the military very hard
That time he took away their hypo because he brought his equipment and 50 units
He made them run like the great old wolf, he caused them grief
And so he used it many times, countless times in many places

They took him to the plains, friends and brothers, there everyone saw him
They say that the high commanders, flying from heaven, said goodbye to the old man
His favorite horse gave a neigh that everyone heard
That day the horse, without spurs, bridle and rider, danced in the paddock
Rest in peace, my friend, there was little left for me to see you
Your knife is left behind, enjoy the tachillo that you missed so much
Your death hurts me so much, because you don't know how much I have dreamed of it here
These are Javier's words to his brother Manuel, men of brave blood