Translation of the song lyrics Ya Llegó el Jorge - Voz de Mando

Ya Llegó el Jorge (original)

Ya llego el Jorge
Un muchacho de Ensenada
Ese del Rolex
Seguro va a ver parranda
Ya lo conocen
Alegre, hasta el tope
Le dan ganas de tomar…
Trae plumas finas
Árbol de militares
Goza la vida
Para remediar los males
Espanta la ruina
Con buenas, propinas
Y descorchando champagne…
Hubo carencias
Allá cuando era chamaco
Pero se supera
Trabajando y arriesgando
Hay recompensas
La paca, esta gruesa
Y se la quiere gastar…
Ya están tocando
Sus canciones y corridos
Y van llegando
Algunos de sus amigos
Es su tocayo
Compadre, hermano
Le va a empezar a cantar
(Música)
Whisky en la mesa
Otra vez amanecida
Unas princesas
Que nos brinden compañía
Ya se Coachella
D.F, Las Vegas
El Rolex miran brillar…
En la frontera
Pegando puros jonrones
La hizo buena
Estaba en ligas mayores
Y entre tareas
Seguía, la fiesta
De fresa pa' no pestañar…
Allá en Tijuana
Cuando no debió tocarle
Ya le tocaba
Despídanle al comandante
Corona enlutada
Ubicada, en la Baja
Al Willy se fue a alcanzar…
Ya se fue el Jorge
El muchacho de Ensenada
Ese del Rolex
Esto nadie lo esperaba
Se escuchan acordes
Se oyen, sus canciones
Me dan ganas de llorar

(translation)

Jorge has arrived
A boy from Ensenada
That of the Rolex
I'm sure you're going to see a party
they already know him
Cheerful, to the brim
They make you want to take…
Bring fine feathers
military tree
Enjoy the life
to remedy the ills
Scare away the ruin
With good tips
And uncorking champagne…
there were shortcomings
Back when he was a kid
But he gets over
Working and risking
there are rewards
The bale is thick
And she wants to spend it...
they are already playing
His songs and corridos
and they are coming
some of his friends
is his namesake
mate, brother
He is going to start singing
(Music)
whiskey on the table
dawn again
some princesses
give us company
Already Coachella
DF, Las Vegas
The Rolex watch shine…
on the border
hitting pure home runs
made her good
She was in the major leagues
And between tasks
continued, the party
Strawberry so as not to blink…
There in Tijuana
When she shouldn't have touched him
She already touched him
fire the commander
mourning crown
Located in the Lower
Al Willy went to catch up…
Jorge is already gone
The boy from Ensenada
That of the Rolex
Nobody expected this
chords are heard
They are heard, their songs
they make me want to cry