La Muerte De Un Gallero - ANTONIO AGUILAR

Nadie soñaba ni el dia,

ni como habria de acabar,

Don Luis, macarena el cojo,

villano del chicolcal.

Es onra de aquel poblado,

y gallero profesional,

hagan apuestas señores,

que un hombre va a desafiar.

Al partido Macarena,

y a Luis muy en especial,

que no respeta mi gallos,

ni lo que alla que apostar.

Tu vida contra mi vida,

y no te me vas a rajar,

contesta asi Macarena,

y no te me vas a rajar.

Tu vida contra mi vida,

y pelea ahi ke la hay,

Cierren las puertas señores,

yo mismo voy a soltar.

Y vallan encendiendo Cirios,

Al que me vino insultar,

tu giro patas chorredas,

y mi prieto el Aguila Real.

y Enmudecio el palenque,

cuando un giraso en el redondel,

volando al ras del suelo,

sin darle tiempo a Don Luis soltar,

Se le estrello en el pecho,

se le estrallo en la cara,

y de fieras cuhilladas,

la vida le arebato,

Y enmudecio el palenque,

cuando el giro enloquecido,

remataba Macarena,

poniendose alegre a cantar.

Cierren las puertas señores,

cierren las puertas,

yo mismo voy a soltar.

Y vallan encendiendo Cirios,

a ese, a ese que me vino a insultar,

je, tu giro patas chorreadas,

Tu giro Patas Chorreadas,

contra mi concentido,

el mas concentido,

mi Prieto el Aguila Real

y Enmudecio el palenque,

cuando un giraso en el redondel,

volando al ras del suelo,

sin darle tiempo a Don Luis soltar,

Se le estrello en el pecho,

se le estrallo en la cara,

y de fieras cuhilladas,

la vida le arebato,

Y enmudecio el palenque,

cuando el giro enloquecido,

remataba Macarena,

poniendose alegre a cantar.

No one dreamed not even the day,

nor how it would end,

Don Luis, macarena the lame,

Chicolcal villain.

It is honor of that town,

and professional gallero,

make bets gentlemen,

that a man will challenge.

To the Macarena party,

and to Luis very especially,

that he does not respect my roosters,

nor what there to bet.

Your life against my life,

and you're not going to crack me,

Macarena answers like this,

and you're not going to crack me.

Your life against my life,

and fight there ke there is,

Close the doors gentlemen,

I'm going to let go myself.

And they go lighting candles,

The one who came to insult me,

your turn sloppy legs,

and my tight the Golden Eagle.

and the palenque fell silent,

when a turn in the circle,

flying low to the ground,

without giving Don Luis time to let go,

He crashed into her chest,

he crashed in his face,

and of slashed beasts,

life took him away,

And the palenque fell silent,

when the crazed spin,

Macarena finished off,

getting happy to sing.

Close the doors gentlemen,

close the doors,

I'm going to let go myself.

And they go lighting candles,

That one, that one who came to insult me,

heh, your spin legs dripping,

Your turn Leaky Legs,

against my consent,

the most concentrated,

my Prieto the Royal Eagle

and the palenque fell silent,

when a turn in the circle,

flying low to the ground,

without giving Don Luis time to let go,

He crashed into her chest,

he crashed in his face,

and of slashed beasts,

life took him away,

And the palenque fell silent,

when the crazed spin,

Macarena finished off,

getting happy to sing.