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Con atencion y cuidado
les dire lo que ha pasado:
agarron prisionero
y a un general afamado.
De artillero comenzo
su carrera militar
y al poco tiempo ascendio
a ser un general.
Anduvo por dondequiera
y nadien le pudo ganar,
por Hidalgo y Suida Juarez,
en San Jose del Parral.
Anduvo por lo extranjero,
se fue para Nueva York,
se fue a defender la Francia
demonstrando su valor.
Angeles luego penso
venirse para su patria,
y al retirar la carrera
irse a la vida privada.
El gobierno comprendio
el mal que habia de causar,
mando que lo persiguieran
pa' mandarlo afusilar.
En el cerro de La Mora
le toco la mala suerte,
lo agarraron prisionero
y lo sentenciaron a muerte.
Angeles luego penso:
-Mis planes ya estan perdidos.-
Pensaba en cada momento
volver a Estados Unidos.
-Ya se acerca mi retiro,
ya se acerca mi partida,
denme permiso, senores,
de escrebirle a mi familia.-
Se le concedio el permiso,
y pues nadien se lo nego,
luego se puso a escrebir:
toda la noche ocupo.
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Cuando acabo de escrebir,
con toso su corazon,
ahi les dice a los verdugos:
-Ya estoy en disposicion.-
-El relo marca las horas,
se acerca mi ejecucion.-
Luego que vido las armas
se le alegro el corazon.
-Ahora, soldados cobardes,
no manifestiesten tristeza,
que a los hombres como yo
no se les da en la cabeza.
-Aqui esta mi corazon
para que lo haan pedazos,
porque me sobra el valor
pa' resestir los belazos.
-Ahora, soldados cobardes,
no le teman a la muerte,
la muerte no mata a nadien
la matadora es la suerte.-
Angeles era muy hombre
y de valor sin segundo,
que bien se podia decir
que no habia otro en el mundo.
Angeles era muy hombre
y de un valor verdadero,
mejor deseaba la muerte
que encontrarse prisionero.
Cantaban "Las Golondrinas"
cuando estaba prisionero,
se acordaba de sus tiempos
cuando andaba de artillero.
El gobierno americano y
y la viuda de Madero
pedia perdon y clemencia
para el pobre prisionero.
(se repite esta
estrofa)
Ya con esta me despido,
al pie de un verde granado,
aqui termina el corrido
de un general afamado.
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I will tell you with care
and concern what has happened:
they took prisoner
a famous general.
He began his military career
as an artillery man,
and in a short while
he became a great general.
He went everywhere
and nobody could defeat him,
at Hidalgo, Juarez City,
and San Jose del Parral.
He traveled abroad
and went to New York,
he went to France,
proving his courage.
Angeles decided
to return to his homeland,
where he'd retire
to private life.
The government realized
the threat he represented,
they ordered his persecution
and his death.
At the hill of La Mora
he ran into bad luck,
they took him prisoner
and sentenced him to death.
Angeles then thought:
"My plans are lost."
He kept thinking of returning
to the United States.
"My hour has come,
my parting is near:
allow me, gentlemen,
to write my family."
Permission was granted,
no one objected,
he then started to write,
it took him all night.
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When he finished writing,
thoughts deep in his heart,
he told his executioners:
"I am at your disposal."
"The clock marks the time,
my execution is near,"
as soon as he saw the weapons
he felt relieved.
"Now, cowardly soldiers,
don't show your sorrow,
because men such as I
are not shot in the head.
Here is my heart,
so you can tear it apart,
because I have plenty of courage
to withstand your bullets.
Now, cowardly soldiers,
don't fear death,
death doesn't kill anyone,
fate is the killer."
Angeles was a man and
his courage was unequaled,
it could be said there was
no one else like him.
Angeles was a man
and his courage was real,
he rather be dead
than be a prisoner.
They sang "Las Golondrinas"
when he was prisoner,
he remembered those times
when he was an artillery man.
The American government
and Madero's widow
asked for clemency
and a pardon for the prisoner.
(stanza is repeated)
I now bid my farewell,
under a green pomegranate tree,
here ends the corrido
of a famous general.
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