Vicente Fernandez — Gabino Barrera song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Gabino Barrera" by Vicente Fernandez.
Lyrics
Gabino Barrera, no entendía razones, andando en la borrachera
Cargaba pistola, con 6 cargadores, le daba gusto a cualquiera
Usaba el bigote, en cuadro abultado, con paño al cuello enredado
Calzones de mata, chamarra de cuero, traía punteado el sombrero
Sus pies campesinos, usaban guaraches, y a veces a raíz andaba
Pero le gustaba pagar los mariachis, la plata no le importaba
Con una botella de caña en la mano, gritaba «Viva Zapata»
Porque era ranchero el indio suriano, era hijo de buena mata
Era alto y bien dado, muy ancho de espaldas, su rosto mal encanchado
Su negra mirada, un aire le daba, al buitre de las montañas
Gabino Barrera, dejaba mujeres, con hijos, por donde andaba
Por eso en los pueblos, donde se paseaba, se la tenían sentenciada
Recuerdo la noche que lo asesinaron, venia de ver a su amada
18 descargas de máuser sonaron, sin darle tiempo de nada
Gabino Barrera murió como mueren, los hombres que son bragados
Por una morena, perdió como pierden, los gallos en los tapados
Lyrics translation
Gabino Barrera, did not understand reasons, walking on drunkenness
He carried a gun, with 6 magazines, he liked anyone
He wore a moustache, in a big picture, with a tangled cloth around his neck
Bush breeches, leather jacket, dotted hat
His peasant feet, they wore guaraches, and sometimes at The Root walked
But he liked to pay for mariachis, he didn't care about money
With a cane bottle in his hand, he shouted " Viva Zapata»
Because he was a rancher the Surian Indian, he was the son of buena mata
He was tall and well given, very broad with his back, his face badly angled
His black gaze, an air gave him, to the Vulture of the mountains
Gabino Barrera, left women, with children, where he walked
That's why in the villages, where she walked, she was sentenced
I remember the night he was murdered, coming to see his beloved
18 downloads of Mauser sounded, giving him no time at all
Gabino Barrera died as they die, men who are bragados
For a brunette, lost as they lose, the cocks in the covers