Valor de Gonzalo
Un carro paso volando
Se atravesaba en la calle
Para esquibar los valazos
Tambien para contestarles
No le hizo caso alos wachos
Y astillaron el blindaje
Barios hombres bien armados
Iban repartiendo el fuego
El comboy de los soldados
Al hombre no le da miedo
Porqe el valor de gonzalo ya biene de nacimiento
Temor de sus enemigos
Muy bueno pa el trabajo
Un pergamino es testigo
No le gusta esta jugando
Toda la accion la hace el mismo
A el le gusta estar peleando
Cuando sale algun detalle
Su plebada se le altera
Nomas siente el ataqe
Rapido le hacen barrera
El jefe hace un plan de escape
Y otraves que se les pela
Sin torear al macho prieto
Ni la muerte lo detiene
Si el mayor le dio este puesto
Pues la plaza la defiende
Carga el mejor armamento
Y lo descarga de frente
No la anda haciendoo de pleito
Tampoco anda atrabancado
Es de valor no esta enfermo
Por eso tiene alto mando
Es el jefe de hace tiempo
Y es el de los mas respetados
Hay lo ben ala carrera
Siempre bien empecherado
Usa calibre 50
Granada y cuerno integrado
Trae un arcenal de guerra
Para el que lo anda buscando
Pasa montado en su macho
No le importa qien se ofenda
Trae un antitanque un lado
Ya sabran si se atravieza
Ballanle resandole aun santo
Si es que qieren su cabeza
Gonzalo's Valor
A car flew by
Crossing the street
To dodge the bullets
Also to answer them
He didn't pay attention to the guys
And they chipped the armor
Several well-armed men
Were distributing the fire
The soldiers' convoy
The man is not afraid
Because Gonzalo's valor comes from birth
Fear of his enemies
Very good at work
A parchment is a witness
He doesn't like playing around
He does all the action himself
He likes to be fighting
When some detail comes up
His people get agitated
As soon as they feel the attack
They quickly make a barrier
The boss makes an escape plan
And once again he slips away
Without dodging the tough guy
Not even death stops him
If the boss gave him this position
Well, he defends the territory
He carries the best weaponry
And unloads it head-on
He's not looking for trouble
Nor is he reckless
He's brave, not sick
That's why he holds a high rank
He's been the boss for a long time
And he's one of the most respected
They see him running
Always well-equipped
He uses a .50 caliber
Grenade and integrated horn
He carries an arsenal of war
For those who are after him
He rides his horse
He doesn't care who gets offended
He carries an anti-tank on one side
They'll know if they cross him
Pray to a saint
If they want his head