Los Chairez — El Senor de la Frontera song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Senor de la Frontera" by Los Chairez.
Lyrics
Tengo autoridad para comandar
Aqui en el desierto me voy a quedar
A cuidar, mi hogar, mi terreno y mi zona la voy a pelear
Con mis balas, rifles y asalto con lanza granadas
Hombres certeros que nunca me fallan
Se activan, preparan, apuntan, disparan
El 6 instalo, la plaza creció
Señor de alto mando y su mano le dio
Y se formo 6−11 es la unión
Guerreros, compadres, hombres de valor
En la empresa, caras, familia, respeto, riquezas
Subes de rango demuestra firmeza
Que no tienen miedo usan la cabeza
Calor infernal tengo que aguantar
Y el Tony Montana salio pa' pelear
Sin parar debo confirmar
Quien sigue en la lista fulano de tal
Y se van todos en 1 se armo caravana
Por donde andaban la tierra temblaba
La muerte asechaba 6 marcas dejaba
De chavo jugo conmigo el viejon
Seguimos unidos nunca me fallo
Y hasta hoy por el brinco yo
Le mando un abrazo a mi hermano menor
Por ahora sigo en la mira con la voladora todo tranquilo
En Chicali y Sonora traigan un norteño descansen ahora
Lyrics translation
I have authority to command
Here in the desert I'll stay
To take care, my home, my land and my area I'll fight
With my bullets, rifles and assault with grenade launchers
Right men who never fail me
Activate, prepare, aim, fire
The 6th installed, the Square grew
Lord of high command and his hand gave him
And formed 6-11 is the Union
Warriors, compadres, men of valor
In the company, faces, family, respect, riches
Rank ups shows firmness
Who are not afraid use the head
Hellish heat I have to endure
And Tony Montana went out to fight.
Without stopping I must confirm
Who follows on the so-called list of such
And they all go in 1 they arm caravan
Where they walked the earth trembled
Death stalked 6 marks left
Of chavo juice with me the old man
We're still together I never fail
And until today by the jump I
I send a hug to my younger brother
For now I'm still in the sights with the flying all quiet
In Chicali and Sonora bring a northerner rest now