I'm going to sing the ballad
of one man who went to the war
he was wounded in the mountain range
in order to conquer his land.
I knew him in the battle,
he always sings at afternoon:
"the one that is revolutionary
can die where the one wants".
The general said to us:
"you fight with much courage,
we're going to give parcels to you
when there is distribution".
Emiliano Zapata shouted:
"I want land and freedom"
and the government was laughed
when they were going to bury him.
You fly, birdy fly,
stop you on that fig tree,
that here the ballad finishes
of the named Juan without land.