El Martes Me Fusilan

They shoot me on Tuesday
At 6 in the morning
For believing in the eternal God
And in the great Guadalupana

They found a picture of Jesus
In my hat
That's why they sentenced me
Because I am a Cristero

That's why they shoot me
On Tuesday morning
They will kill my useless body
But never, never my soul

I tell my executioners
To crucify me
And once crucified
Then use your rifles

Goodbye Jalisco mountains
Michoacán and Guanajuato
Where I fought against the Government
That always ran away

They caught me, on my knees
Adoring Jesus Christ
They knew there was no defense
In that holy place

I am a farmer by heritage
Jalisciense by birth
I have no God but Christ
Because He gave me existence

Killing me doesn't end
The belief in the eternal God
Many remain in the fight
And others who are born

That's why they shoot me
On Tuesday morning

Platoon, get ready, aim
Long live Christ the King and fire