Juan de La Fuente

The town is called San Francisco,
My ballad is exactly from there,
In mid-April they were killed,
Luis Hernández and Juan de la Fuente

Luis was kidnapping Susana,
The most beautiful woman in town,
She only adored her Juan,
Unintentionally she was the cause of the duel

Juan arrived to see his beloved,
At those precise moments,
He accused Luis of the vile act
Ten minutes later he was dead

They grabbed each other by the neck,
They hugged, fell to the ground,
In that stony alley,
The steel daggers pierced

Juan had his gun holstered,
His steel knife and blade,
As Luis only had a dagger,
Juan didn't want to fight with an advantage

As a memory, there are two oak crosses,
And a beautiful bride who cries,
San Francisco witnessed again,
A lover with many stories