Catarino Y Los Rurales

Catarino and the rural police
They engaged in gunfire
Little brother of my life
More than a hundred rural police are coming

Catarino shouted at them
How beautiful the sandy areas are
To engage in gunfire
With the so-called rural police

Catarino shouted at them
Jumping over a wire fence
I still have plenty of money
Bandits and starving dead

Catarino shouted at them
Tipping his hat
I still have plenty of money
They are pure steel bullets

Catarino shouted at them
With all his voice
After all, they don't do anything to me
I am from the Jintonhueca river

With this, I bid farewell
Plucking some roses
Here ends the ballad
Of Catarino and the rural police