El Corrido Del Invalido
Y pa seguir pisteando
Hay k hecharnos el
Corridaso de
Evelardo oiga
Y k retumbe ese tololoches
Mis buitres
Como has estado evelardo supe k te havias sentado en una
Silla de ruedas
A causa de unos balasos
Y k estubistes en coma
Segun me havian informado
Ya me doy cuenta k es cierto
Mira k estoy sorprendido
No comparto tu tristeza y tus sabes los motivos
Tenia pensado matarte
Pero te prefiero vivo
Donde estan akellos jefes
Conkien fuiste pistolero
Ante el poder impacable
Akellos nervios de acero
K siempre me presumiste
Decias k eras el primero
Y ahi kedoo compa comander
Jalese con la bandonas
Cero miedos mi comopa
Mire señor camandante agradesco su cumplido
Diran buenas intenciones de los k no a comprendido
K aki de donde me encuentro puedo destrozarlo a tiros
Ese valor del k me habla
Sabe a aun lo conservo y las grandes amistadaes
Me mandaron pistoleros
Pa k corten la cabeza a kien me la aga de pedro
Debajo de este zarape k miras a ki en mis piernas traigo la
Misma pistola de akella balazera
A ustede con toda su gente
Los hicimos k corrieran
Con esta misma pistola
Voy a mandarlo al infierno
Y en el dia k yo me muera
No kiero volver a verlo
Pork ahi mismo en el infierno lo vuelvo
A matar de nuevo
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The Ballad of the Invalid
And to keep partying
We have to take
The big shot of
Evelardo, listen up
And let that tololoches echo
My vultures
How have you been, Evelardo? I heard you ended up in a
Wheelchair
Because of some bullets
And you were in a coma
As I was informed
Now I realize it's true
I'm surprised
I don't share your sadness and you know the reasons
I was planning to kill you
But I prefer you alive
Where are those bosses
With whom you were a gunman
Against the unstoppable power
Those nerves of steel
That you always boasted about
Saying you were the best
And there it is, buddy commander
Pull yourself together with the big shots
No fears, my buddy
Look, Mr. Commander, I appreciate your compliment
They say good intentions of those I haven't understood
That from where I am, I can shoot you down
That courage you speak of
I still have it and the great friendships
Sent me gunmen
To cut off the head of whoever messes with me
Under this zarape, you see on my legs
I carry the same gun from that shootout
To you and all your people
We made you run
With this same gun
I'm going to send you to hell
And on the day I die
I don't want to see you again
Because right there in hell, I'll
Kill you again
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