How many goldfinches and mockingbirds I see passing by
But how sad those little birds sing
They go to Chiguagua to cry over Parral
Where General Francisco Villa rests
They cry when they see that grave
Where the general rests forever
Without a carnation, without any flower
Only dry leaves that the Bendaval offers him
ÃÂLong live my General Francisco Villa, long live
No one wants to remember its gold
That Villa sleeps under the sky of Chiguagua
Only the birds that chirp over Parral
They go to cry over its abandoned grave
Only one was the forgotten one
br/>And at his tomb he will murmur his prayer
Faithful friend, and good soldier
Engraved on his tomb I am present General
áPresent my General Francisco Villa , present
Let goldfinches and mockingbirds sing without stopping
And let their trills be heard in the mountains
And when they fly under the sky of Parrar
Cry with me for the Great Francisco Villla
Goodbye, Goodbye, my birds
I also want to remember my nation
What I found in Parral rests Villa
In the lap of that place that I loved so much< br/>

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