Fusilamiento del General Felipe Ángeles

In 1920
Gentlemen, keep in mind
They executed in Chihuahua
A very brave general

On the Hill of the Mora
He had bad luck
They took him prisoner
They sentenced him to death

Ángeles sent a letter
To the Congress of the Union
To see if they would forgive him
And he would reach salvation

But they did not allow it
Because he was a military prisoner
And he said to his comrades
They are going to execute me

A little dove was singing
When he was a prisoner
He remembered his times
When he was a guerrilla

He started as a gunner
His military career
In a short time
He became a general

The clock marks his hours
The execution arrived
Prepare your weapons well
Aim at my heart

I am not one of the cowards
Who fear death
Death does not kill anyone
Luck is the killer

With this I bid farewell
Through the leaves of a home
They executed in Chihuahua
A brave general