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Ramiro Sierra

La nieve estaba cayendo los pinos se congelaban
En el risco del madroño unas armas apuntaban
Solo las brumas de nieve aquellas miras nublaban

Se oyo mugir un novillo, que venia con la manada
Y los cascos del caballo del señor que las arriaba
Ramiro dejo la bestia mientras el risco rodeaba

El caballo era un criollito, pero muy bien arrendado
Por eso sin su jinete supo rialar el ganado
Ramiro estaba orgulloso de su requinto dosalvo

Les dijo Ramiro Sierra, aqui no se engaña a nadie
Yo solo vine a cobrarles la muerte de mi compadre
Y a recojer el ganado, que le robaron cobardes

Eran 600 novillos, tambien ganado lechero
Por eso lo codiciaban esos malditos cuatreros
Mas no sabian que Ramiro, les iba a rajar el cuero

Calibre 2.23 que bonito cacareabas
Se confundian los quejidos
Con el mugir de las vacas
Y los ecos de la sierra estaba a la grababa

Adios requinto dosalvo siempre seras el primero
Ya murio Don Pablo Chavez aquel rico ganadero
Ojala y alla en el cielo sigas herrando becerros

Ramiro Sierra

The snow was falling, the pines were freezing
At Madroño's cliff some weapons were pointing
Only the snow mists clouded those gazes

A steer was heard bellowing, coming with the herd
And the horse's hooves of the gentleman who was rounding them up
Ramiro left the beast while he went around the cliff

The horse was a Creole, but very well leased
That's why without its rider he knew how to round up the cattle
Ramiro was proud of his double-neck requinto

Ramiro Sierra told them, "You don't fool anyone here
I only came to collect for my friend's death
And to collect the cattle, which you cowardly stole

They were 600 steers, also dairy cattle
That's why those damned rustlers wanted it so much
But they didn't know Ramiro would skin them

Caliber 2.23, how beautifully you crowed
The moans were confused
With the cows' lowing
And the echoes of the mountains recorded it

Goodbye, double-neck requinto, you will always be the first
Don Pablo Chavez, that rich rancher, is dead
I hope that up there in heaven you keep shoeing calves