En El Radio Un Cochinero English Lyrics — Victor Cibrian

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En El Radio Un Cochinero English Lyrics — Victor Cibrian

En El Radio Un Cochinero English Lyrics — Victor Cibrian

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En El Radio Un Cochinero English Lyrics — Victor Cibrian

And on the radio, a pigman Pelate from the canton, which, to this one, they already twisted it And step on Ranflón, they are following you My mind was clouded And I took a step on the dry In the chest, my horn I entrusted myself to Saint Jude I wear a vest I throw the glock up, my finger just trembled I heard a skid and I looked at them in the distance The gust came, the rain of bullets In the glass, several impacted I got into the dust and in that gap The Cherokona, they peeled The rifle was not necessary I lost them between the gaps And just for revenge, I stuck a full plane Today we are the ones who are And tomorrow as it is what God wants And there just so they know how the chain rubs, old man Victor Cybrian! they knew fear When they saw that the four was not accurate Over there, I knew that several even hid Forgiveness is no longer enough, they stuck to their action A convoy from hell Pure rag face, we go after the finger The betrayals are paid, but with San Pedro He wanted to light the fire and burned they left I fell into the hole Where those scourges, with rifles and equipment, awaited me The gust came Three bullets in the chest of the enemy, they hit me With strength, I detonated the rifle write me five to the account I couldn't get rid of this The harvest is what one sows Well, to die, we were born and whoever is afraid better not come

En El Radio Un Cochinero English Lyrics — Victor Cibrian

En El Radio Un Cochinero Lyrics — Victor Cibrian

Y en el radio, un cochinero Pélate del cantón, que, a este, ya lo torcieron Y písale al Ranflón, que te vienen siguiendo Se me nubló la mente Y me eché un paso en seco En el pecho, mi cuerno Me encomendé a San Judas Me pongo un chaleco Tiro arriba la glock, nomás temblaba el dedo Escuché un derrapón y los miré a lo lejos Se vino la rafaguera, la lluvia de balas En el vidrio, varias impactaban Me metí en la polvadera y en aquella brecha La Cherokona, se les pelaba No fue necesario el rifle Me les perdí entre las brechas Y nomás por el desquite, atoré una avioneta llena Hoy estamos los que estamos Y mañana ya que sea lo que Dios quiera Y ahí nomás pa' que sepan como roza la cadena, viejo ¡Victor Cibrian! Conocieron el miedo Cuando miraron que el cuatro no fue certero Por ahí, supe que varios hasta se escondieron Ya no basta el perdón, a su acción se atuvieron Un convoy del infierno Puro cara de trapo, vamos tras el dedo Las traiciones se pagan, pero con San Pedro Quiso encender el fuego y quemados se fueron Le caí a la madriguera Donde aquellas lacras, con rifles y equipo, me esperaban Se vino la rafaguera Tres balas en el pecho del enemigo, me impactaban Con fuerzas, detoné el rifle Anótenme cinco a la cuenta De esta no pude librar La cosecha es lo que uno siembra Pues, para morir, nacimos y el que tenga miedo Mejor que no venga

En El Radio Un Cochinero Lyrics — Victor Cibrian

And on the radio, a pigman

Pelate from the canton, which, to this one, they already twisted it

And step on Ranflón, they are following you

My mind was clouded

And I took a step on the dry

In the chest, my horn

I entrusted myself to Saint Jude

I wear a vest

I throw the glock up, my finger just trembled

I heard a skid and I looked at them in the distance

The gust came, the rain of bullets

In the glass, several impacted

I got into the dust and in that gap

The Cherokona, they peeled

The rifle was not necessary

I lost them between the gaps

And just for revenge, I stuck a full plane

Today we are the ones who are

And tomorrow as it is what God wants

And there just so they know how the chain rubs, old man

Victor Cybrian!

they knew fear

When they saw that the four was not accurate

Over there, I knew that several even hid

Forgiveness is no longer enough, they stuck to their action

A convoy from hell

Pure rag face, we go after the finger

The betrayals are paid, but with San Pedro

He wanted to light the fire and burned they left

I fell into the hole

Where those scourges, with rifles and equipment, awaited me

The gust came

Three bullets in the chest of the enemy, they hit me

With strength, I detonated the rifle

write me five to the account

I couldn't get rid of this

The harvest is what one sows

Well, to die, we were born and whoever is afraid

better not come

En El Radio Un Cochinero Lyrics — Victor Cibrian Song Credits

Song Title: En El Radio Un Cochinero
Singer: Victor Cibrian

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