Letra Traducida de Whiskey in the jar Metallica

As I was going over the Cork and Kerry Mountains

I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier

I said "Stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya"

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny

I took all of his money yeah and I brought it home to Molly

She swore that she loved me, no, never would she leave me

But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy

Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber

Takin' my Molly with me, but I never knew the danger

For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell

I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels


Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ha, ya
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Yeah, whiskey, yo, whiskey...
Oh-oh, ya

Now some men like a fishin', but some men like the fowlin'


Some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roarin'

But me, I like sleepin', `specially in my Molly's chamber


But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah

Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ha, ya
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Whiskey in the jar-o

Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, hey
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ya

Como iba sobre el Cokc y las montañas Kerry

Vi al capitán Farrell y su dinero que él estaba contando

Primero dispare mi pistola y en seguida disparé mi estoque

Yo dije " Coloqúese y entregue o el diablo puede tomarlo"

Tomé todo su dinero y era un penique bonito

Tomé todo su dinero sí y lo traje a la casa de Molly

Ella juró que ella me amó, no, nunca me dejaría

Pero el diablo toma esa mujer, sí, para que usted sepa, ella me entrampo fácil.

Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
hay whiskey en el tarro-o

Estando borracho y cansado, fuí al compartimiento de Molly

Tomando a mi Molly conmigo, pero yo nunca supe el peligro.

Siendo cerda de las seis o talvés la siete, caminando a el capitán Farrell

Salté para arriba, disparando mis pistolas, y yo le disparé con ambos barriles

Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
hay whiskey en el tarro-o

Sí, whisky, yo, whisky… Oh-oh, ya


Ahora algunos a algunos hombres les gusta pescar, pero a otros le gusta la caceria de aves

Algunos les gusta oír, oír el rugir de las balas de cañón

Pero yo, tengo gusto por dormir , especialmente en el compartimiento de mi Molly

pero aquí estoy en la prisión, aquí yo estoy con una bola y una cadena, sí


Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ha, ya
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
hay whiskey en el tarro-o

whiskey en el tarro-o

Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, hey
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ya