Vicente Fernandez — Los Dos Compadres song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Los Dos Compadres" by Vicente Fernandez.
Lyrics
Se festejaba la fiesta, de aquel pequeño poblado
Cuando escapo de las rejas, el que mato a la Rosario
Y a la cantina más cerca, se fue a tomar unos tragos
Fue la Rosario culpable, que no se culpe al marido
Porque la hallo esa tarde, con el que fue un gran amigo
Con su querido compadre, con su compadre querido
Cuando salio, bien borracho, se lo topo frente a frente
Mira que te ando buscando para acabar con tu suerte
Ya no me sigas rodeando, que ya me hueles a muerte
(Epale, epale, para tus machos compadre, la ofensa tiene medida, yo
Nunca he sido cobarde, y se jugarme la vida, y ahorita voy a contarte de
verdades
Desconocidas, viniste a quemar tus naves por una causa perdida, y
Por si tu no lo sabes, Rosario, cuando salías, andaba por mil lugares
Con todos los que quería, a mi, a mi me busco una tarde, y el resto, el resto
No es culpa mía)
Cuando peleaban los giros en la mitad del palenque
Solo sonaron dos tiros, y dos cayeron de muerte
Los dos compadres queridos, jamás volvieron a verse
Sigan señores la fiesta, les ordeno el comisario
No pararemos la apuesta, solo por dos novenarios
Los que murieron no cuentan, que suelten los otros gallos
En ese pueblo sencillo, cumplen los aniversarios
De aquella fecha sin brillo, en que los dos adversarios
Que siendo buenos amigos, murieron por la Rosario
Lyrics translation
The feast of that small village was celebrated
When I escape the bars, the one who killed the Rosario
And to the nearest canteen, he went for a few drinks
It was Rosario guilty, not to blame her husband
Because I found her that afternoon, with whom she was a great friend
With his dear friend, with his dear friend
When he got out, he was drunk, and he went face-to-face.
Look, I'm looking for you to end your luck.
Don't surround me anymore, you already smell like death
(Epale, epale, for your male compadre, offense has measure, I
I have never been a coward, and I will gamble my life, and now I will tell you of
truth
Unknown, you came to burn your ships for a Lost Cause, and
In case you don't know, Rosario, when you went out, I was walking a thousand places
With all I wanted, to me, to me I look for an afternoon, and the rest, the rest
It's not my fault.)
When they were fighting the twists in the middle of the palenque
Only two shots were fired, and two fell to death
The two beloved compadres never met again
Keep up the party, gentlemen, I command you the commissioner.
We won't stop the bet, just for two novennials
Those who died don't count, let the other cocks loose
In that simple town, they celebrate anniversaries
Of that dull date, in which the two adversaries
That being good friends, they died for the Rosary