(Here goes the story
of an old dark (dark skin colour) big bearded guy
named Porfirio,
nicknamed the Eye of Glass)
I am going to sing you a corrido (narrative song)
of the robber of roads (paths)
whose name was Porfirio
They called him "Eye of Glass"
He did not care being one-eyed
because he never failed a shot
(He shot, that low class guy(?)* and he never failed)
He disguised himself as a muleteer
so he could rob the towns.
Mocking the government,
He would kill many soldiers
He would leave the mountains (hills)
full of people in only their underwear**
Here comes the Eye of Glass!!
shouted the scared town
And he searched for the women
looking everywhere
He left entire towns
full of hanging (hanged) people.
(He left a string of old guys
that looked like hangers
full of guachales***,
there they would sunbathed until Lent)
After so many exploits
seeing as he traveled
in his dappled horse
in front the Square of Arms
they riddle him with shots
without nothing happening to him
They say that he was lined
with a netted vest (bullet proof vest)
The bullets bounced off
while he laughed
He left peacefully on horseback
without anybody disturbing him
Three peasants came down
from over the hidden mountain(hill)
They brought the Eye of Glass
stung by a rattlesnake
He already came dead
with his dappled horse.