Translation of the song lyrics 30 De Enero - Los Dos Carnales

30 De Enero (original)

Cómo poder olvidar los viejones con valentía
Y por ese enfrentamiento donde Lamberto moría
No descansaron los cuernos nomás pasaron dos días
Las épocas de la mafia, de la mafia muy antigua
Iban tras de la carroza ya descansaba Quintero
Esa clínica famosa repleta de pistoleros
Cuidaban su primo hermano el día 28 le pusieron
Varias ráfagas de cuerno, el diablo seguía despierto
Tenía buenas amistades nomás por si fuera poco
El Culichi de su gente y el famoso Cochiloco
En la Capilla del Carmen una misa prepararon
Por purita mala suerte varios rancheros armados
Los estaban esperando
Se agarraron a balazos, Don Hector quedó tirado
Mala suerte desde que iban pa’l Salado
Tenían buenas metralletas, también era enamorado
No habría muertos si los Contras no hubieran cambiado el carro
Así pasan las tragedias desde que eres aventado
A esos hombres los hicieron y el molde en corto quebraron
No se han visto otros valientes desde niño yo he escuchado
Que la época de oro fue del 80 para abajo
Puente que va a Tierra Blanca en su Cheyenne recordado
De la mafia complemento y de los hombres afamados
Por ahí cuenta la leyenda fue tío del pelo rizado
El del rancho de la Noria aquí se acaba la historia

30 De Enero (translation)

How to be able to forget the old ones with courage
And for that confrontation where Lamberto died
The horns did not rest, only two days passed
The times of the mafia, of the very old mafia
They were after the float and Quintero was resting
That famous clinic full of gunmen
His cousin brother took care of him on the 28th they put him
Several horn blasts, the devil was still awake
He had good friends just to make matters worse
The Culichi of his people of him and the famous Cochiloco
In the Capilla del Carmen a mass was prepared
By sheer bad luck several armed ranchers
they were waiting for you
They were shot at, Don Hector was thrown
Bad luck since they went to Salado
They had good machine guns, he was also in love
There would be no deaths if the Contras had not changed the car
This is how tragedies happen since you are thrown
They made those men and they broke the mold in short
No other brave have been seen since I was a child I have heard
That the golden age was from the 80s down
Bridge that goes to Tierra Blanca in his remembered Cheyenne
Of the complement mafia and of the famous men
That's where the legend goes, he was a guy with curly hair
The Rancho de la Noria here ends the story