Текст и перевод песни Antonio Aguilar - Corrido de Arnulfo Gonzalez

Corrido de Arnulfo Gonzalez

De Allende se despido, con 21 años cabales,
Gratos recuerdos dejo, al pueblo y a los rurales,

Estaba Arnulfo sentado, en eso pasa un rural,
Le dice "Oiga, ¿Qué me ve?,", la vista es muy natural

El rural muy ofendido, en la cara le pego,
Con la pistola en la mano, con la muerte lo amago

Se agarraron a balazos, se agarraron frente a frente,
Arnulfo con su pistola, 3 tiros le dio al teniente

El teniente malherido, casi para agonizar,
Le dice: "Oiga, no se vaya, acábeme de matar"

Arnulfo se devolvió, para darle un tiro en la frente,
Pero en la vuelta que dio, ahí le pego el teniente

Que bonitos son los hombres, que se matan pecho a pecho,
Cada uno con su pistola defendiendo, sus derechos

El teniente era hombrecito, las pruebas las había dado,
Pero se encontró a un gallito, que ese no estaba jugado

Arnulfo muy malherido, en un carro iba sangrando,
Cuando llego al hospital, Arnulfo iba agonizando

Ya con esta me despido, pacíficos y rurales
Aquí termina el corrido del teniente y de González

Arnulfo González Ballad

From Allende he bid farewell, at the fine age of twenty-one,
Fond memories he left behind, to the town and the rural constabulary,

Arnulfo was sitting there, when a rural policeman passed by,
He said "Excuse me, what are you looking at?", his gaze was quite natural

The policeman was very offended, and struck him in the face,
With a pistol in his hand, he threatened him with death

They exchanged gunfire, they stood toe to toe,
Arnulfo with his pistol, fired three shots at the lieutenant

The lieutenant, badly wounded, close to death,
Said to him: "Listen, don't go away, finish me off"

Arnulfo turned around, to give him a shot to the forehead,
But as he turned, the lieutenant shot him

How brave are those who fight, face to face,
Each with their pistol, defending their rights

The lieutenant was a brave man, he had proven himself,
But he met his match, one who was not to be trifled with

Arnulfo, badly wounded, was bleeding in a car,
When he arrived at the hospital, Arnulfo was dying

Now I bid you farewell, peace officers and rural police
Here ends the ballad of the lieutenant and González