Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Masacre En Vallarta, artist - Los Tucanes De Tijuana. Album song Retro-Corridos, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 01.10.2017
Record label: Tucanes
Song language: Spanish
Masacre En Vallarta(original) |
Paroles de la chanson Masacre En Vallarta: |
Sucedió en puerto Vallarta |
En presencia de la gente |
Dos bandas de traficantes |
Se agarraron frente a frente |
Con granadas y metrallas |
Se enfrentaron a la muerte |
En aquel salón de baile |
Había gente poderosa |
Jefes de la mafia norte |
La más grande y peligrosa |
Pero la mafia del sur |
Dicen que no es poca cosa |
En un torton enlonado |
Arribaron al lugar |
Más de treinta gatilleros |
Con el ansia de matar |
Traían chaleco de malla |
Para su seguridad |
Somos gente del gobierno |
Así se identificaron |
Y los guaruras contestan |
Con charolas en la mano |
Señores somos colegas |
Pero no los escucharon |
M U S I C A |
Rafaguearon a los guardias |
Y por los jefes entraron |
Tirando de todas partes |
Nada más a un solo lado |
Los contrarios respondieron |
Y nunca se les rajaron |
Como a los veinte minutos |
Todo había terminado |
Había muertos y había heridos |
Era gente de ambos lados |
Por ahí dicen que las cosas |
Solamente se empeoraron |
Mafia del norte y del sur |
Quien será la más famosa |
Las dos quieren el poder |
Quien será más poderosa |
El que tiene más saliva |
Ese más pinole goza |
(translation) |
Paroles de la chanson Massacre En Vallarta: |
It happened in Puerto Vallarta |
In the presence of people |
Two drug gangs |
They grabbed each other face to face |
With grenades and shrapnel |
They faced death |
In that ballroom |
there were powerful people |
North mob bosses |
The biggest and most dangerous |
But the southern mob |
They say it's no small thing |
In a tarnished torton |
They arrived at the place |
More than thirty triggermen |
With the desire to kill |
They wore mesh vest |
For your security |
We are government people |
This is how they identified |
And the bodyguards answer |
With trays in hand |
Gentlemen we are colleagues |
But they didn't listen to them |
MUSIC |
They blasted the guards |
And by the bosses they entered |
pulling from everywhere |
Nothing else to one side |
Opponents responded |
And they never cracked |
like twenty minutes |
It was over |
There were dead and there were wounded |
It was people from both sides |
Over there they say that things |
They only got worse |
North and South Mafia |
who will be the most famous |
They both want power |
who will be more powerful |
The one with the most saliva |
That more pinole enjoys |