El León De La Sierra

From Monterrey to Linares
They left one morning
A group of federal agents
In search of bad weed
That was among the mountains
Also the one who planted it

When they arrived at a point
At a ranch in the den
They ask an old man
Where is Barrera
We've been looking for him
Hand over the weed

The old man replies
I don't know what this is about
I am a good rancher
Born there in La Petaca
Barrera is up there
Not even dogs can bring him down

They heard the howls
Of all wild beasts
The boss tells them all
I will kill anyone who backs down
I will take Barrera with me
I don't care what happens

In the early morning
When sleep overcame them
Leaving them all asleep
Barrera attacked them
Killing them one by one
And burned them with weed

The federal agents died
In the hands of a beast
There among the bushes
Where Barrera is
Who still remains
Brave, the lion of the sierra