Translation of the song lyrics Pepe Botika - Extremoduro

Pepe Botika (original)

Pepe Botika es un honrado traficante
Tomando copas me le encuentro to los días
Me cuenta historias de sus años en la cárcel
A veces había suerte y si tenía pasta salía
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay qué vergüenza
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Señoría
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ¿cuánto cuesta
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay su amnistía?
Lo colocaron con las manos en la masa
Cuando venía del campo de coger higos
Entodavía no l’an visto por su casa
Lo tienen preventivo en una celda de castigo
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ¡¿Dónde están
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay mis amigos?!
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay encerrados
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay sin motivo
Carabanchel, La Modelo, Herrera de la Mancha
Cáceres II, Alcalá Meco, Puerto de Santa María
El contrabando era su oficio más brillante
Y las fronteras se las salta to los días
Tengo colegas en casi todas las cárceles
Era de Plasencia me parece que decía
Un día le hiceron un registro al soterrizo
Y le incautaron 20 kilos de chorizo
Hashís, caballo y cocaína pal que compre
Pues ya lo dijo dios: no sólo de pan vive el hombre
Carabanchel, La Modelo, Herrera de la Mancha
Cáceres II, Alcalá Meco, Puerto de Santa María
Carabanchel, La Modelo, Herrera de la Mancha
Cáceres II, Alcalá Meco, Puerto de Santa María
P.D.
Se abrió un claro entre las nubes
Hemos vuelto a ver el sol
Como dos presos comunes
En el tejado de una prisión

Pepe Botika (translation)

Pepe Botika is an honest trafficker
Having drinks I find him every day
He tells me stories of his years of him in jail
Sometimes there was luck and if I had dough I would come out
Oh oh oh oh oh oh what a shame
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Lord
oh oh oh oh oh oh how much does it cost
Oh oh oh oh oh oh your amnesty?
They placed him red-handed
When he came from the field to pick figs
He still hasn't seen him around his house
They have him preventive in a punishment cell
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh where are they
Oh oh oh oh oh oh my friends?!
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh locked up
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh for no reason
Carabanchel, The Model, Herrera de la Mancha
Cáceres II, Alcalá Meco, Puerto de Santa María
Smuggling was his brightest trade
And the borders are jumped every day
I have colleagues in almost every prison
He was from Plasencia, I think he was saying
One day they made a search of the underground
And they seized 20 kilos of chorizo
Hashish, horse and cocaine for what I buy
Well, God already said it: man does not live by bread alone
Carabanchel, The Model, Herrera de la Mancha
Cáceres II, Alcalá Meco, Puerto de Santa María
Carabanchel, The Model, Herrera de la Mancha
Cáceres II, Alcalá Meco, Puerto de Santa María
P.S.
A clearing opened between the clouds
We have seen the sun again
Like two common prisoners
On the roof of a prison