Siete calaveras

A strange night, the echo of her voice,
rose from the cold in a good place.
Her eyes bring the fire that the blood did not extinguish
and under the storm it was said:
"Of a sad story of vengeance and honor,
that time could not forget.
Seven skulls and a curse,
seven crosses under the sun".

One for resentment, two for ambition,
three for the money that flew away.
Four for hatred, five for mistake,
six for the love that did not come.

Seven skulls and a curse,
that time could not forget.
A sad story of vengeance and honor,
seven crosses under the sun.

Seven skulls sleep in the valley,
seven skulls and a curse.
Seven skulls sleep in the valley,
seven skulls and a curse,
curse.

"Hey brother, you have more than me",
envy was his downfall.
Six shots rang out and a knife pierced
the last one left.

A sad story of vengeance and honor,
that time could not forget.
Seven skulls and a curse,
seven crosses under the sun.

Seven skulls sleep in the valley,
seven skulls and a curse.
Seven skulls sleep in the valley,
seven skulls seek forgiveness.
Seven skulls sleep in the valley,
seven skulls and a curse.
Seven skulls sleep in the valley,
seven skulls seek forgiveness,
forgiveness.