Los Tres Mandos - Noel Torres перевод на английский

Los Tres Mandos

En un lugar muy lejano
Se reunieron varios hombres bien armados
Eran 3 los arremangados
Andaban entrados planeado un asalto.

R vamonos alistando
Prepara a los antrrax velos resforzando
Gonzalo la gente anda activa
Ahi viene el ondeado trae a su cuadrilla.

Asi es compa vengo dispuesto
Pa arermangar pelo Ya mas no se diga
Formen bien las filas pongance las pilas
Que hierbo.

Gonzalo ala orden Manuel ya estoy listo
5, 7 aqui estoy presente asi los 3 mandos
Partieron vestidos de cuervo defiendiendo el cerco.

Manuel Pasame una granada
Ya no traigo balas se me trabo el cuerno
La pechera quedo vacia yo sigo con pila
Pa trozar mas feos.

Mientras yo le paso las balas cubranme la espalda
Yo voy por delante mi pechera sigue ajustada
Mi mente alterada y ahi esta el comandante

Macho prieto estoy en aprietos
Pero no me dejo, el cincuenta ya esta cargado
Para detornalo y terminar con esto.

Yo traigo bazucas yo les corto el cuello
Los antrax estamos enfermos
Antitanque, el viruz, cuchillos, complemento activo
Finos movimientos el objetivo esta muy claro
Defender al mayo continuar el cuento.

The Three Commanders

In a faraway place, my love,
Several well-armed men gathered together,
Three were the ones rolled up their sleeves,
They were deep into planning a heist.

Let's get ready, darling,
Prepare the Anthrax, keep reinforcing them,
Gonzalo, the people are active, sweetheart,
The "Wavy One" is coming, he's bringing his crew.

That's right, buddy, I'm ready, my dear,
To roll up my sleeves, hair, no more needs to be said,
Form the ranks well, get your batteries going,
'Cause it's gonna get hot.

Gonzalo, at your command, Manuel, I'm ready, beautiful,
5, 7, I'm here, thus the three commanders,
They departed dressed in black, defending the perimeter.

Manuel, pass me a grenade, my sweet,
I'm out of bullets, my gun jammed,
The vest is empty, but I'm still charged up,
To tear down more ugly ones.

While I pass you the bullets, cover my back, honey,
I'll go ahead, my vest is still tight,
My mind altered, and there's the commander.

Dark-skinned man, I'm in trouble, precious,
But I won't give up, the fifty is already loaded,
To unload it and end this.

I've got bazookas, I'll cut their throats, love,
We Anthrax are sick,
Anti-tank, the virus, knives, active complement,
Fine movements, the objective is very clear,
Defend "El Mayo," continue the story.