(Viva Mexico, cabrones)

I had to run, refuse my name
Still gun's the right decision
Maybe I regret, sometimes
My lack of precision

Listen Jack, old friend of mine
Everything is gonna change
But don't ask me how or why
Philosophy's out of my range

Adelante companeros!
Por mi tierra e por mi sueňo
For my dream and for my land
Let's ride till the end

My father died between regrets
Now sand covers his footsteps
(But) I've things to do before I die
And my name is going to stay

Listen Jack, old friend of mine...
Yes, call me "Pancho", take more wine
Diaz had trains, Wilson lots of planes
(But), as you (can) see, they weren't me!

Ride through the desert
Across the mountains
Rings the bell at the old mission
Rings for me

Adelante companeros!
Pot mi tierra e por mi sueňo
For my dream and for my land
Let's ride till the end

When I'll be old I want a ranch
Quiet cigars under the porch
But for every story written
There is a Judas hidden

We all were simple people
Ripped out from the land
But we knew it was the time
To stand up and raise our hands

Ride through the desert
Across the mountains
Rings the bell at the old mission
Rings for me

Adelante companeros!
Por mi tierra e por mi sueňo
For my dream and for my land
Let's ride till the end

Don't let it end like this
Tell them I said something
Francisco "Pancho" Villa

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