Translation of the song lyrics La Charla - Roberto Tapia, Enigma Norteño

La Charla (original)

Como la ve mi compadre
Lo que dicen las revistas
Dicen que soy millonario
Y que hago bodas ficticias
No se agüite compare chapo
Al cabo que solo es mentira
De mi también dicen mucho
Ya lo aclare en la entrevista
Hemos perdido batallas
Pero ganamos la guerra
Me encerraron a Vicente
Y usted le matan a Edgar
Así es mi compadre mayo
Esos golpes no tienen tregua
Pero hay que seguir operando
Con firmeza y con inteligencia
Agradezco a mi gente
Al macho prieto y al 20
Por ser hombres de combate
Brazos armado potentes
Y yo cuando enciendo la alarma
Brincan el bravo y el fantasma
Y a las plebitas en la sierra
Les llevo su serenata
No olvido aquella mañana
Que me agarran en Guatemala
Tampoco aquel aeropuerto
En cele Guadalajara
No se me agüite compadrito
Yo he estado en las buenas y malas
Muchas gracias por su apoyo
Que siga tocando la banda
Ya han sido varios sexenios
Y seguimos en el puesto
Varios quisieran tumbarnos
Dicen que ya somos viejos
Yo creo que andan muy errados
Pues viejos apenas los cerros
Ramón tráenos mas cuartitos
Que queremos amanecernos
Alísteme la avioneta
Y traigan mi camioneta
Ya vamos a retirarnos
Vamos a hacer unas vueltas
Estuvo muy buena la charla
Y no quisiera terminarla
Compadre al rato le marco
Aquí espero su llamada

(translation)

How my compadre sees it
What the magazines say
They say I'm a millionaire
And that I do fictitious weddings
Don't be aguite compare chapo
After all, it's just a lie
They also say a lot about me
I already clarified it in the interview
We have lost battles
But we won the war
They locked Vicente up
And you kill Edgar
This is my compadre mayo
Those blows have no respite
But you have to keep working
Firmly and intelligently
I thank my people
To the dark male and to the 20
For being men of combat
Powerful armed arms
And me when I turn on the alarm
The bravo and the ghost jump
And to the plebitas in the mountains
I take your serenade
I don't forget that morning
That they catch me in Guatemala
Neither that airport
In cele Guadalajara
I don't know, compadrito
I've been through the good and the bad
Thank you very much for your support
Let the band keep playing
It has already been several six-year terms
And we are still in the position
Several would like to knock us down
They say that we are old
I think they are very wrong
Well, just the hills are old
Ramón bring us more rooms
we want to wake up
Get me ready the plane
And bring my van
We are going to retire
let's do some laps
The talk was very good
And I don't want to finish it
Compadre after a while I frame
Here I await your call