The moon was coming, my darling was waiting for me
I had been hit by the greens in El Real de Santa Clara
but I brought a good horse I peeled the roped
There I spent that night with the woman I loved
at six in the morning my horse neighed
I had ventured the danger the house was besieged
I put the saddle I shot my squad
my dear opened the door I wait for him to order
with a cloud of dust my horse saved me
I downloaded the gun that I did in passing
and knock down three rural and the head of the roped
I lost them among the hills I went up to the sacred hermitage
Through the mountains of Durango the government was looking for me
but they changed course thinking about an ambush
they knew that Ignacio Parra's people were nearby
We had stolen the gold payment and a hasty
in mules we move it to the city of Camargo
right there we deliver it to a gringo from the other side
Goodbye Real de Santa Clara, Mapimi, Lerdo and Durango
where you could hear the rumble of my horse's hooves
Goodbye my beautiful ranch Panuco de Coronado.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)