Valente Quintero

Here I sit down to sing
With true affection
Verses that were composed
For Mr. Valente Quintero

Valente went to Santiago
He went to see his loves
He tightened his gun belt
With his four gunmen

His beloved said to him
Valente, what are you going to do
The boss is drunk
And something might happen to you

Valente replied
Don't worry about that
After all, if he is the boss
I am also a lieutenant

When Valente arrived singing
He ordered them to play the bull
If the boss pays with silver
I will pay them with gold

The musicians told him
We don't know how to play it
Valente, you are drunk
All you want is to fight
The boss replied
I am a careful man

Valente, you are not a man
You are an opportunist
Valente replied
I am a brave man
We will shoot each other
If you wish, my boss

They took each other's hand
They stepped away from the crowd
And a few moments later
Gunshots were heard

Fly, fly little dove
If you don't want to fly, stop
These are the morning songs
Of May and Valente