Mandria (part. Alberto Echagüe)

I took my poncho, don't worry
If needed, I'll even lend you the knife
Arrange the meeting
Wherever you choose
I will go and stand firm
I won't make a bad face

With the handle of my whip
I have enough to settle the score
I have never been a coward
I swear it
And in no hurry
I will know how to stand my ground

This is my mark
And I hold on
To avoid fighting
With a slothful man

Go away with her, the coward
Tell her it's too late
But I got my revenge