El Pastor Aleman
Hay frases que son muy ciertas
Y otras no son por entero
Como quien dice del hombre
El mas amigo es el perro
Yo por confiar en el dicho
No alcanse fias en mi encierro...
Hace tiempo me encontre
Por la calle un pobre can
Lleno de pulgas y ambriento
Que al verme empezo a llorar
Le hise un reconocimiento
Era un "pastor aleman"...
Desde cachorro dio muestras
De ser fino y educado
Era tan inteligente
Que sirvio para el mercado
Para calarme los lentes
El era el mas indicado...
A unos clientes de chicago
Les callo en gracia mi can
Y me lo cataficciaron
Pa obsequio de un general
Acambio me destinaron
Todo un completo arsenal...
(Y arriba el rancho compa joel
Cantele bonito viejo ajui)
(Y arriba calibre 50 compa
Y echele mi chuy)
Se paso el tiempo volando
Igual yo segui en el aire
Mi basto poder fue tanto
Que no me atoraba nadie
Pero termino mi encanto
En la puerta de nogales...
Con mi pasaporte en mano
Me mandan a revisar
Donde me quede asombrado
Cuando vi quien hiba a husmear
El perro condecorado
Era "el pastor aleman"...
Me acerque le hice un cariño
Le dije que gusto verte
Ahora haste el desentendido
Dejandome esos paquetes
Mas el perro mal amigo
Me acuso con los agentes...
Me hicieron el decomiso
Mientras que el perro ladraba
Como haciendole al macizo
Al ver que se me esposaba
La confianza mata al hombre
La frase mas acertada.
The German Shepherd
There are phrases that are very true
And others are not entirely
Like they say about men
The best friend is the dog
I trusted the saying
But didn't find trust in my confinement...
Some time ago I found
A poor dog on the street
Full of fleas and hungry
Who started crying when he saw me
I gave him a check-up
He was a German Shepherd...
Since he was a puppy
He showed he was refined and educated
He was so intelligent
That he served the market
To clean my glasses
He was the most suitable...
Some clients from Chicago
Liked my dog
And they swapped him
As a gift for a general
In exchange, they assigned me
A whole arsenal...
(And up the ranch, buddy Joel
Sing beautifully, old man here)
(And up caliber 50, buddy
And go for it, my chuy)
Time flew by
And I kept soaring
My power was so great
That no one could stop me
But my charm ended
At the Nogales border...
With my passport in hand
They sent me to be checked
Where I was amazed
When I saw who was going to sniff around
The decorated dog
Was the German Shepherd...
I approached him, showed him affection
Told him how nice it was to see him
Now act like you don't know me
Leaving me with those packages
But the ungrateful dog
Snitched on me to the agents...
They confiscated my things
While the dog barked
As if playing tough
Seeing me getting handcuffed
Trust kills the man
The most accurate phrase.