I painted a coyote four times, and I went to the mountains
Coyote was a bandit, born there? for my land
I knew him since childhood, we went to school together
At the first lessons, he knew what he was trying
Because he sang songs, peeling with his guitar
And although he lost illusions, with his eyes he did not cry
That night in May, he liked my Sea Elena
But I arrived on horseback, I had an appointment with her
(If sir, do not look for Coyote)
When I come down from the mountains, I face the Coyote
And hugging Mar? A Elena, I told her she already has a name
Because in the sacred hermitage, we are married by the priest of the mountain
He ducked his head, and went cowardly
But since it was Coyote, it was returned suddenly
He was looking for my back, but I found his forehead
Coyote, Coyote, haughty,
That you did not respect loves
Being able to be a good friend
Your betrayals killed you
Only among all we can make this a better place :)