Gabino barrera
Gabino Barrera no entendía razones
andando en la borrachera
cargaba pistola con seis cargadores
le daba gusto a cualquiera.
Usaba el bigote en cuadro abultado
su paño al cuello enredado
calzones de mata, chamarra de cuero
traía punteado el sombrero.
Sus pies campesinos usaban huaraches
y a veces a raíz andaba
pero le gustaba pagar los mariachis
la plata no le importaba.
Con una botella de caña en la mano
gritaba ¡Viva Zapata!
porque era ranchero el indio suriano
era hijo de buena mata.
(Y arriba zapata hijos de Pacho Villa)
Era alto, bien dado, muy ancho de espadas
su rostro mal encachado
su negra mirada un aire le daba
al buitre de la montaña.
Gabino Barrera dejaba mujeres
con hijos por donde quiera
por eso en los pueblos donde se paseaba
se la tenían sentenciada.
Recuerdo la noche que lo asesinaron
venía de ver a su amada
dieciocho descargas de Máuser sonaron
sin darle tiempo de nada.
Gabino Barrera murió como mueren
los hombres que son bragados
por una morena perdió como pierden
los gallos en los tapados.
Gabino Barrera
Gabino Barrera didn't understand reasons
walking in drunkenness
carrying a pistol with six magazines
he pleased anyone.
He wore a thick square mustache
his cloth tangled around his neck
cotton pants, leather jacket
his hat was dotted.
His peasant feet wore huaraches
and sometimes he walked barefoot
but he liked to pay the mariachis
money didn't matter to him.
With a bottle of cane in his hand
he shouted 'Long live Zapata!'
because he was a rancher, the southern Indian
he was the son of a good plant.
(And up Zapata, sons of Pacho Villa)
He was tall, well-built, very broad-shouldered
his face badly scarred
his dark gaze gave him an air
of the mountain vulture.
Gabino Barrera left women
with children everywhere
that's why in the towns where he strolled
they had him sentenced.
I remember the night they killed him
he was coming from seeing his beloved
eighteen Mauser shots rang out
without giving him time for anything.
Gabino Barrera died as men do
who are brave
he lost to a brunette like roosters
lose in the hidden places.