Ahi Viene El Tren
Ahí viene el tren, ahí viene el tren
ahí viene el tren, con los soldados que trae Villa;
de aquí se ven, de aquí se ven
que en los vagones van sentados o en cuclillas.
Ahí viene el tren, ahí viene el tren,
los federales de este lado los esperan.
Dentro de un rato empezará la balacera,
mira ya a la soldadera que se agita allá en el tren.
Ya los pelones se emboscaron
y hasta creo que le sacaron
porque ahí viene, ahí viene,
ahí viene, ahí viene el tren.
Ahí viene el tren, ahí viene el tren,
el que es soldado siempre jala su costilla;
y ahí donde ven, y ahí donde ven
los oficiales también traen su movidilla.
Ahí viene el tren, ahí viene el tren,
entre el humito devisé ya a Pancho Villa,
trae paliacate, su sombrero y un semblante rete fiero,
¡qué bigotes de aguacero se le ven!
Tiemblen, pelones,
que 'ora sí tendrán panteones
por que ahí viene, ahí viene,
ahí viene, ahí viene, ahí viene el tren.
Ahí viene el tren, ahí viene el tren,
de los pelones ya está cerca de una milla,
ya no se ven, ya no se ven,
creo que se jueron a rezar hasta la Villa.
Ahí viene el tren, ahí viene el tren,
el maquinista ya empezó a meter los frenos;
ya los fusiles se disparan, ha empezado la metralla.
¿Por qué corren si nomás llegó su tren?
Ya se bajaron los rurales,
no le saquen, federales,
que pa' astedes vino, vino,
vino el tren.
Here Comes the Train
Here comes the train, here comes the train
here comes the train, with the soldiers that Villa brings;
from here they can be seen, from here they can be seen
that in the wagons they sit or crouch.
Here comes the train, here comes the train,
the federals on this side are waiting for them.
In a while the shooting will start,
look at the soldadera who is agitated there on the train.
The baldies have already ambushed
and I even think they hit him
because here it comes, here it comes,
here it comes, here it comes the train.
Here comes the train, here comes the train,
the one who is a soldier always pulls his rib;
and there where they see, and there where they see
the officers also have their little game.
Here comes the train, here comes the train,
through the smoke I already saw Pancho Villa,
he wears a bandana, his hat and a really fierce look,
what downpour mustaches he has!
Tremble, baldies,
now you will have cemeteries
because here it comes, here it comes,
here it comes, here it comes, here it comes the train.
Here comes the train, here comes the train,
the baldies are already close to a mile,
they are no longer seen, they are no longer seen,
I think they went to pray to Villa.
Here comes the train, here comes the train,
the engineer has already started to brake;
the rifles are firing, the gunfire has started.
Why are they running if their train just arrived?
The rural police have already gotten off,
don't be scared, federals,
because for you it came, it came,
came the train.