Camino de Aguascalientes (La Feria de San Marcos)

Alone with my horse
on the road to Aguascalientes.
I'm heading straight to San Marcos,
the fair of the brave.
To see if my rooster loses
in front of so many people.

On the road to Aguascalientes,
I'm arriving at San Marcos.
To see if I find in its fair,
the happiness I'm looking for.

Friend of my friends,
I know how to play what I win.
If I have enemies,
I know how to fight hand to hand.
For me there's no man more manly,
I too am Mexican.

The sky remains cloudy,
the moon remains hidden.
And I continue passionate,
drinking a lot of tequila.
Wanting to toss a coin,
even if it costs me my life.