Pistolero

He was still a child and he was asleep when they came
But he woke up from her shots
He jumped out of bed and saw three Mexicans
And heard the father scream: Run, boy, run!

He saw father and mother being shot
And couldn't do anything but pray and scream
They just laughed scornfully and then rode off
He swore he would never forgive them

O Pistolero
On the road to nowhere
Desperado of Mexico
Where will you be tomorrow?

O Pistolero
And you ride through night and wind
Like an angel who takes vengeance
But you are all alone

The village lay very still in the blazing Sun
He was standing there alone with his back to the wall
The day of retribution had come today
He searched until he finally found it

He wore the sombrero low over his face
And his cigarillo was no longer burning
The three Mexicans didn't recognize him
Pistolero slowly raised his hand

O Pistolero
On the road to nowhere
Desperado of Mexico
Where will you be tomorrow?

O Pistolero
And you ride through night and wind
Like an angel who takes vengeance
But you are all alone

Pistole, Pistolero
Show to the Devil, Compañero
That you are stronger than him

Pistole, Pistolero
Ride on, Compañero
After your dream

They stood in front of him and he saw their eyes
The eyes he never forgot in his life
It was as if he heard the voice of his father
My boy, stop, you've hated for too long!

He put the pistol back in its holster
And got on his horse because the hunt was over
He spurred him and rode like crazy
Alone in the blazing Sun

O Pistolero
On the road to nowhere
Desperado of Mexico
Where will you be tomorrow?

O Pistolero
And you ride through night and wind
Like an angel who takes vengeance
But you are all alone

Pistole, Pistolero
Show to the Devil, Compañero
That you are stronger than him

Pistole, Pistolero
Ride on, Compañero
After your dream