Sonaron Cuatro Balazos

Four shots were fired
at two in the morning,
I went to kill him in your arms
I knew I would find him there;
don't think someone told me
I had a hunch.
He had a hunch.

My gun jammed,
you escaped death;
it wasn't your time yet
or it was your lucky night;
I had to go to the mountains
and there I became rebellious.
And there I became rebellious.

I know they want to kill me
that the law is looking for me;
someday they will find me,
I don't know where or when
but I'll tell you this
I plan to die fighting.
He plans to die fighting.

Goodbye, beloved woman
your rebel says goodbye,
I owe you in life
being sentenced to death;
that's why as long as I live,
my fate will be your fate.
My fate will be your fate.