Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Navaja Libre, artist - Los Tigres Del Norte. Album song El Otro Mexico, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыкаDate of issue: 31.12.1993
Record label: Fonovisa
Song language: Spanish
Navaja Libre(original) |
| Traigo ganas de pararme en el infierno |
| Y enseñarle los colmillos a la muerte |
| Dar las cartas a mi modo, si es que puedo |
| Y es que nunca yo me he fiado de la suerte |
| Mis galleros caen de nuevo en el palenque |
| Traigo un tapado, para «El Giro"de San Marcos |
| Entierran gratis, vámonos muriendo luego |
| Nomás me dicen el billete que jugamos |
| Como retoza el corazón cuando un gallazo |
| Canta orgulloso pregonando que ha ganado |
| Yo cuando pierdo, pago y pido la revancha |
| Mi prieto reta y no respeta tapados |
| Navaja libre, para que no se fatiguen |
| Porque hace tiempo que seguí a una caponera |
| Y no se extrañen que me muera en un palenque |
| Mi prieto es gallo que ha cantado dondequiera |
| Son tres amores, los que alegran mi existencia |
| Un bayo lobo y mi prieto consentido |
| Y una viejita que me da sus bendiciones |
| Las que me cuidan cuando salgo a los caminos |
| Como retoza el corazón cuando un gallazo |
| Canta orgulloso pregonando que ha ganado |
| Yo cuando pierdo, pago y pido la revancha |
| Mi prieto reta y no respeta tapados |
| (translation) |
| I feel like standing in hell |
| And show the fangs to death |
| Deal the cards my way, if I can |
| And it is that I have never trusted luck |
| My galleros fall again in the palenque |
| I bring a coat, for "El Giro" de San Marcos |
| They bury for free, let's go dying later |
| They just tell me the ticket we played |
| How the heart frolics when a cock |
| He sings proudly proclaiming that he has won |
| When I lose, I pay and ask for revenge |
| My prieto challenges and does not respect covered |
| Free razor, so they don't get tired |
| Because I've been following a caponera for a long time |
| And don't be surprised that I die in a palenque |
| My prieto is a rooster that has crowed anywhere |
| There are three loves, those who make my existence happy |
| A bayo wolf and my spoiled prieto |
| And an old lady who gives me her blessings |
| The ones who take care of me when I go out on the roads |
| How the heart frolics when a cock |
| He sings proudly proclaiming that he has won |
| When I lose, I pay and ask for revenge |
| My prieto challenges and does not respect covered |