Lyrics and translation Antonio Aguilar - El Mayor de los Dorados

El Mayor de los Dorados

Fui soldado de Francisco Villa
De aquel hombre de fama mundial
Que aunque estuvo sentado en la silla
No envidiaba la presidencial

Ahora vivo allá por las orillas
Recordando aquel tiempo inmortal (inmortal)
Ahora vivo allá por las orillas
Recordando a Villa, allá por Parral

Yo fui miembro de aquellos dorados
Que por suerte llegué a ser mayor
Por la lucha quedamos lisiados
Defendiendo a la patria y honor

Hoy recuerdo los tiempos pasados
Que peleamos con el invasor (invasor)
Hoy recuerdo los tiempos pasados
De aquellos dorados, que yo fui mayor

Mi caballo que tanto montaba
En Jiménez, la muerte encontró
Una bala que a mí me tocaba
A su cuerpo se lo atravesó

Al morir de dolor relinchaba
Por la patria su vida entregó (entregó)
Al morir de dolor relinchaba
Como le lloraba, cuando se murió

Pancho Villa, lo llevo grabado
En mi mente y en mi corazón
Aunque a veces me vi derrotado
Por la tropas del gran Obregón

Siempre anduve como fiel soldado
Hasta el fin de la revolución (revolución)
Siempre anduve como fiel soldado
Que siempre ha luchado, al pie del cañón

The Oldest of the "Dorados"

I was a soldier of Francisco Villa
Of that man with a worldwide fame
Who even though he sat in the presidential chair
Did not envy the man who held the office

Now I live beside the riverbanks
Recalling that immortal time (immortal)
Now I live along those riverbanks
Remembering Villa, all the way to Parral

I was a member of those "Dorados"
Who, by luck, I became the oldest
From the fighting, we were left crippled
Defending our country and our honor

Today, I remember the old days
When we fought with the invader (invader)
Today, I remember those old days
Of those "Dorados," who I was the oldest

My horse that I rode so much
Met his death in Jiménez
A bullet that was meant for me
Pierced through its body

As it lay dying, it neighed in pain
For the country, it gave its life (it gave its life)
As it lay dying, it neighed in pain
How it made me weep, when it died

Pancho Villa, I carry him engraved
In my mind and in my heart
Even though sometimes I felt defeated
By the troops of the great Obregón

I was always a faithful soldier
Until the end of the revolution (revolution)
I always marched as a loyal soldier
Who always fought at the foot of the cannon