A don José [English translation]

Do you see that creole going around,

going around, going around...?

The peasents call him

«my General».

He illuminates with his voice,

the darkness...

And even the stones know,

where he goes.

«With freedom, I don't offend or fear».

What a sir José!...

Oriental in life

and also in death.

Do you see the indians forming

the squad

and the blacks preparing

the heart?

And from one fireplace to another

the voice is heard:

«If the homeland calls me upon,

here I am!»