El corrido de Everardo
El Komander Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴Y pa seguir pistiando
Hai que hecharnos el Corridaazo de
Everardo Oiga.
Y que retumbe ese Tololoche Mis Buitres
Como has estado Everardo
Supe que te habian sentado
En una silla de ruedas
Y que estuvistes en coma
Segun me habias Informado...
Ya me doi cuenta que es cierto
Mira que estoi sorpendido
No comparto tu tristesa
Y tu sabes los motivos
Tenia pensado matarte
Pero te prefiero vivo...
Donde estan aquellos jefes
De que fuistes pistolero
Aquel poder implacable
Aqellos nervios de acero
Que siempre me presumiste
Decias que eras el primero.
Y ai quedo compa comander
Jalese con la bandona
Cero miedo mi compa!
Mire señor comandante
Agradezco su cumplido
Y las buenas intenciones
Pero usted no ha comprendido
Que aqui de donde me encuentro
Puedo destrozarlo a tiros...
Ese valor del que me habla
Sabe que aun lo conservo
Y las grandes amistades
Me mandaron pistoleros
Pa que corten la cabeza
A que me la haga de Pedro...
De bajo de este zarapee
Que miras qui en mis piernas
Traigo la misma pistola
Que en aquella balazera
A usted con toda su Gente
Los hicimos que corrieran.
Con esta misma pistola
Voi a mandarlo al infierno
Y en el dia en que yo me muera
No quiero volver a verlo
Por que ahi mismo en el infierno
Lo vuelo a matar de nuevo...
Y esto fue algo exclusivo de
Twins Enterprises de Culiacan Sinaloa
Ay nomas...
Overall Meaning
The song "El corrido de Everardo" by El Komander tells the story of Everardo, a former pistolero who has been shot and is now confined to a wheelchair due to his injuries. The song begins with a call to drink tequila and listen to the story of Everardo, with the Tololoche and Buitres providing the music. The singer speaks to Everardo and expresses surprise at hearing about his injuries, indicating that he was planning to kill Everardo but is now glad he is alive.
The singer then asks about Everardo's former powerful associates and wonders where they are now. Everardo responds that he still possesses the courage and skill that earned him their respect, and his friends have sent armed men to avenge him. He reveals that he has the same gun that he used in a previous gunfight and that he will use it to kill anyone who comes after him, even if it means going to hell.
The song concludes with a mention of the company responsible for the song's production, Twins Enterprises de Culiacan Sinaloa. Overall, the song expresses the theme of loyalty and revenge, demonstrating that Everardo's will to survive is stronger than ever, and he is not afraid to use his skill and weapon if necessary.
Line by Line Meaning
Y pa seguir pistiando
And to keep drinking
Hai que hecharnos el Corridaazo de Everardo Oiga.
We must listen to Everardo's corrido
Y que retumbe ese Tololoche Mis Buitres
And let the Tololoche (bass) play loudly, My Vultures
Como has estado Everardo
How have you been, Everardo?
Supe que te habian sentado
I heard that you had been put
En una silla de ruedas
In a wheelchair
A causa de unos balazos
Due to some gunshots
Y que estuvistes en coma
And that you were in a coma
Segun me habias Informado...
According to what you told me
Ya me doi cuenta que es cierto
I realize that it's true
Mira que estoi sorpendido
I'm really surprised
No comparto tu tristesa
I do not share your sadness
Y tu sabes los motivos
And you know the reason
Tenia pensado matarte
I was planning on killing you
Pero te prefiero vivo...
But I prefer you alive...
Donde estan aquellos jefes
Where are all those bosses
De que fuistes pistolero
That you used to be a hitman for
Aquel poder implacable
That relentless power
Aqellos nervios de acero
Those nerves of steel
Que siempre me presumiste
That you always boasted to me about
Decias que eras el primero.
Saying that you were the best.
Y ai quedo compa comander
And there we go, comrade commander
Jalese con la bandona
Let the loud music and brass band begin
Cero miedo mi compa!
No fear, my friend!
Mire señor comandante
Look, Mr. Commander
Agradezco su cumplido
I appreciate your compliment
Y las buenas intenciones
And your good intentions
Pero usted no ha comprendido
But you have not understood
Que aqui de donde me encuentro
That where I am currently
Puedo destrozarlo a tiros...
I can shoot you to pieces...
Ese valor del que me habla
That courage you speak of
Sabe que aun lo conservo
I still possess it
Y las grandes amistades
And my closest friends
Me mandaron pistoleros
Sent hitmen after me
Pa que corten la cabeza
To chop my head off
A que me la haga de Pedro...
So I become like Pedro... (dead)
De bajo de este zarapee
Beneath this Zarape (Mexican poncho)
Que miras qui en mis piernas
That you see here in my legs
Traigo la misma pistola
I carry the same gun
Que en aquella balazera
From that shootout
A usted con toda su Gente
That made you and all of your people
Los hicimos que corrieran.
Run away from us.
Con esta misma pistola
With this same gun
Voi a mandarlo al infierno
I will send you to hell
Y en el dia en que yo me muera
And on the day that I die
No quiero volver a verlo
I don't want to see you again
Por que ahi mismo en el infierno
Because right there in hell
Lo vuelo a matar de nuevo...
I'll kill you again...
Writer(s): Jose Alfredo Rios Meza
Contributed by Carson Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight itncG1vNJzZmirn6O2pLTIrapnm5%2BifLe1w56maH2clJiwucCnm56qX3q5oK%2FOq6minJ%2BUsaarpK%2Bcq5mimbw%3D