Chalino Sanchez
el toro gacho y merced
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The bull Gacho and Merced, they played equal weapons I had been sentenced
*ha if it is Chalino with this song I remember
of you, Sinaloa and Zacatecas *
And for a glass of wine, the discussion began
Fate put them there, to break their hearts
The two took out a knife, stabbed each other
Puddles of blood were left, all over the ramada
The Gacho bull said, with a wound in the chest
I was already waiting for this life, which would come to me by right
Merced answered him, the poor man already dying
We already took their lives for, and they disgusted us
With this I say goodbye, with your permission
This is how the bullfight of the Gacho and Merced bull ends