La Muerte de Un Gallero

Nobody dreamed of the day, nor how it would end
Don Luis Macarena, the lame, villain from Chicoquad
Disgrace of that town, and professional cockfighter

Place your bets, gentlemen, a man is going to challenge
The Macarena party and Luis in particular
Who respects neither roosters, nor what needs to be bet

Your life against my life and you won't back down
Answer like that, Macarena, and you won't back down
Your life against my life and the fight must go on

Close the doors, gentlemen, I will release myself
And light the torches for the one who came to insult me
Your turn, dripping legs, and my dark one, the royal eagle

And the cockfight fell silent when a spin in the ring
Flying close to the ground without giving Don Luis time to release
It crashed into his chest, it crashed into his face
And with fierce stabs, it took his life
And the cockfight fell silent when the spin, crazed
Finished off Macarena, happily singing

Close the doors, gentlemen, close the doors, I will release myself
And light the torches for the one who came to insult me
Your turn, dripping legs, your turn, dripping legs
Against my favorite, the most favored
My dark one, the royal eagle

And the cockfight fell silent when a spin in the ring
Flying close to the ground without giving Don Luis time to release
It crashed into his chest, it crashed into his face
And with fierce stabs, it took his life
And the cockfight fell silent when the spin, crazed
Finished off Macarena
Happily singing