Lyrics of La Manda Incumplida - El Komander

La Manda Incumplida (original)

Y ahi le va un saludo para el de la HEMI Blanca compa
Save que estamos como hueso pariente
Una cuatro por cuatro
Subio ala lomita
A pagar una manda
Pa la virgencita
No era atrevimiento
Era un mandamiento
Un asunto pendiente una manda incumplida
Un asunto pendiente una manda incumplida
Llamo a su plebada que se preparara
Que se haría un desmadre
Que no se awitaran
Que con lo que harían
Tal vez brincaría
Soldados, civiles y la policía
Soldados, civiles y la policía
No sé si es pegado
Pero estoy entrado
Tengo que pagarle
No puedo olvidarme
Estaba encamado
Y que fui balaceado
Que me hizo el milagro y que ya me ha salvado
Que me hizo el milagro y que ya me ha salvado
Y ajustele masiso a la trocona viejo, por que seguimos
En la jugada pariente
Por las escaleras emprendió el camino
La troca empezaba ya a marchas forzadas
Revento escalones por los arrancones
Y con los jalones las llantas chichaban
Y con los jalones las llantas chichaban
La gente observaba
Y nomas murmuraba
Que era un hombre malo
Que era un descarado
No podía hacer eso
Que falto al respeto
A la virgencita y al templo sagrado
A la virgencita y al templo sagrado
Llego hasta la cima, bajo de la troca
Tomo 2 maletas las dejo en la puerta
Se incoo en un momento rezo un padre nuestro
3 aves marías le rezo en silencio
3 aves marías le rezo en silencio
Y después se trajo la bandona, jalo morritas
Y seguimos la borrachera pariente
Porque esto nomas pasa en mi
Lindo Culiacán, Sinaloa viejo

(translation)

And there goes a greeting to the HEMI Blanca compa
Save that we are like relative bone
a four by four
climb to the mound
to pay a bill
for the little virgin
it was not daring
it was a commandment
A pending matter an unfulfilled order
A pending matter an unfulfilled order
I call her plebada to prepare
What a mess would be
That they will not be awitted
What would they do with
maybe i would jump
Soldiers, civilians and the police
Soldiers, civilians and the police
I don't know if it's stuck
but i'm in
i have to pay him
I can't forget
he was bedridden
And that I was shot
That he did the miracle for me and that he has already saved me
That he did the miracle for me and that he has already saved me
And adjust masiso to the old trocona, because we continue
In the relative play
Up the stairs he set out
The truck was already starting to force marches
I burst steps for the arrancones
And with the pulls the tires squeaked
And with the pulls the tires squeaked
people watched
And just murmured
that he was a bad man
That he was cheeky
he couldn't do that
that I disrespect
To the little virgin and to the sacred temple
To the little virgin and to the sacred temple
I reach the top, I get off the truck
I take 2 suitcases I leave them at the door
It started in a moment I pray an our father
3 Hail Marys I pray to you in silence
3 Hail Marys I pray to you in silence
And then the bandona was brought, I pulled little girls
And we continue the relative drunkenness
Because this only happens to me
Nice old Culiacan, Sinaloa