Translation of the song lyrics Mi Amigo el Cantinero - Espinoza Paz

Mi Amigo el Cantinero (original)

Ay le va compa wuero chumpo, échele baile compare
Que no se caiga el ritmo pariente, échele, ay
Si es lo que parece, es una despedida
Ya no te metas, quiero que te salgas de mi vida
Si es lo que parece es un adiós definitivo
Te lo diré de frente ya no quiero estar contigo
Si es lo que parece, lo nuestro se termina
Tu mamá no nos deja ser felices, contamina
Por eso es que tu padre tiene cara de amargado
La vieja hizo al viejo totalmente desgraciado
Tú me quieres manejar, yo no me pienso dejar
Ya despierta de ese sueño porque eso no va a pasar
Si tu madre con tu padre un día hizo lo que quiso
Te aseguro que conmigo, no vas a trapear el piso
Tú me quieres manejar, yo no me pienso dejar
Con permiso yo soy alguien que no vas a controlar
Es verdad que soy borracho pero soy con mi dinero
Nunca le he pedido fiado a mi amigo el cantinero
Nunca le he pedido fiado a mi amigo el cantinero
Nunca le he pedido fiado a mi amigo el cantinero
Bueno, nada más unas dos o tres cervecitas, pero nomás
Qué no se caiga el ritmo, échele raza
Arriba Sinaloa
Si es lo que parece, es una despedida
Ya no te metas, quiero que te salgas mi vida
Si es lo que parece es un adiós definitivo
Te lo diré de frente ya no quiero estar contigo
Si es lo que parece, lo nuestro se termina
Tu mamá no nos deja ser felices, contamina
Por eso es que tu padre tiene cara de amargado
La vieja hizo al viejo totalmente desgraciado
Tú me quieres manejar, yo no me pienso dejar
Ya despierta de ese sueño porque eso no va a pasar
Si tu madre con tu padre un día hizo lo que quiso
Te aseguro que conmigo, no vas a trapear el piso
Tú me quieres manejar, yo no me pienso dejar
Con permiso yo soy alguien que no vas a controlar
Es verdad que soy borracho, pero soy con mi dinero
Nunca le he pedido fiado a mi amigo el cantinero
Nunca le he pedido fiado a mi amigo el cantinero
Nunca le he pedido fiado a mi amigo el cantinero
Bueno nada más unos dos tres cartoncitos de cerveza, pero nomás
Qué no se caiga el ritmo

Mi Amigo el Cantinero (translation)

Ay le compa wuero chumpo, dance compare
That the relative rhythm does not fall, throw it out, oh
If it is what it seems, it is a goodbye
Don't get involved anymore, I want you to get out of my life
If it is what it seems, it is a definitive goodbye
I'll tell you up front I don't want to be with you anymore
If it is what it seems, ours is over
Your mom doesn't let us be happy, she pollutes
That's why your father has a bitter face
The old woman made the old man totally miserable
You want to drive me, I'm not going to leave
Wake up from that dream because that's not going to happen
If your mother with your father one day she did what she wanted
I assure you that with me, you will not mop the floor
You want to drive me, I'm not going to leave
Excuse me, I am someone you are not going to control
It is true that I am drunk but I am with my money
I have never asked my friend the bartender for credit
I have never asked my friend the bartender for credit
I have never asked my friend the bartender for credit
Well, just two or three beers, but no more
That the rhythm does not fall, give it a race
Up Sinaloa
If it is what it seems, it is a goodbye
Don't get involved anymore, I want you to get out of my life
If it is what it seems, it is a definitive goodbye
I'll tell you up front I don't want to be with you anymore
If it is what it seems, ours is over
Your mom doesn't let us be happy, she pollutes
That's why your father has a bitter face
The old woman made the old man totally miserable
You want to drive me, I'm not going to leave
Wake up from that dream because that's not going to happen
If your mother with your father one day she did what she wanted
I assure you that with me, you will not mop the floor
You want to drive me, I'm not going to leave
Excuse me, I am someone you are not going to control
It is true that I am drunk, but I am with my money
I have never asked my friend the bartender for credit
I have never asked my friend the bartender for credit
I have never asked my friend the bartender for credit
Well, nothing more than two or three cartons of beer, but no more
That the rhythm does not fall