La Charla - Roberto Tapia, Enigma Norteño

Como la ve mi compadre

Lo que dicen las revistas

Dicen que soy millonario

Y que hago bodas ficticias

No se agüite compare chapo

Al cabo que solo es mentira

De mi también dicen mucho

Ya lo aclare en la entrevista

Hemos perdido batallas

Pero ganamos la guerra

Me encerraron a Vicente

Y usted le matan a Edgar

Así es mi compadre mayo

Esos golpes no tienen tregua

Pero hay que seguir operando

Con firmeza y con inteligencia

Agradezco a mi gente

Al macho prieto y al 20

Por ser hombres de combate

Brazos armado potentes

Y yo cuando enciendo la alarma

Brincan el bravo y el fantasma

Y a las plebitas en la sierra

Les llevo su serenata

No olvido aquella mañana

Que me agarran en Guatemala

Tampoco aquel aeropuerto

En cele Guadalajara

No se me agüite compadrito

Yo he estado en las buenas y malas

Muchas gracias por su apoyo

Que siga tocando la banda

Ya han sido varios sexenios

Y seguimos en el puesto

Varios quisieran tumbarnos

Dicen que ya somos viejos

Yo creo que andan muy errados

Pues viejos apenas los cerros

Ramón tráenos mas cuartitos

Que queremos amanecernos

Alísteme la avioneta

Y traigan mi camioneta

Ya vamos a retirarnos

Vamos a hacer unas vueltas

Estuvo muy buena la charla

Y no quisiera terminarla

Compadre al rato le marco

Aquí espero su llamada

How my compadre sees it

What the magazines say

They say I'm a millionaire

And that I do fictitious weddings

Don't be aguite compare chapo

After all, it's just a lie

They also say a lot about me

I already clarified it in the interview

We have lost battles

But we won the war

They locked Vicente up

And you kill Edgar

This is my compadre mayo

Those blows have no respite

But you have to keep working

Firmly and intelligently

I thank my people

To the dark male and to the 20

For being men of combat

Powerful armed arms

And me when I turn on the alarm

The bravo and the ghost jump

And to the plebitas in the mountains

I take your serenade

I don't forget that morning

That they catch me in Guatemala

Neither that airport

In cele Guadalajara

I don't know, compadrito

I've been through the good and the bad

Thank you very much for your support

Let the band keep playing

It has already been several six-year terms

And we are still in the position

Several would like to knock us down

They say that we are old

I think they are very wrong

Well, just the hills are old

Ramón bring us more rooms

we want to wake up

Get me ready the plane

And bring my van

We are going to retire

let's do some laps

The talk was very good

And I don't want to finish it

Compadre after a while I frame

Here I await your call