La Punitiva, o Nuestro México, febrero veintitrés
Luís Hernández
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| The Punitive Expedition Part 1 In our Mexico, on the 23rd of February Carranza let the Americans cross over: 20,000 men, and 200 airplanes Were looking for Villa all over the country Carranza tells them earnestly, If you are men and know how to track him “I give you permission to find Villa And you can also learn how it is to die.” When the Texas “Blondie’s” arrived Exhausted from so much walking, After seven hours on the road, The poor souls wanted to go back home. The expeditionary searches began And the airplanes started to fly, They took several different directions Looking for Villa in order to kill him. When Francisco Villa saw punitive forces He immediately got ready, too, He dressed as an American soldier, And he also transformed his troops. When the planes saw the flag That Villa had painted with stars They made a mistake and came down, And villa took them prisoners. Francisco Villa no longer rides a horse And his people need never ride again: Francisco Villa is now the owner of Airplanes which he very easily acquires. Part 2 If because we are so few Mexicans The “blondie’s” say they can finish us off, It doesn’t matter if they bring 1,000 cannons Because they leave them in the hills. When they entered the State of Chihuahua All of the people wee just amazed You see all those American soldiers That Pancho Villa left hanging from the poles When the blondie’s entered the city of Parral Asking for flour, crackers, and ham, Men, women, and children would tell them, “There’s only gunpowder and cannon balls,” They say death stalks in Mexico, That people there kill each other every day, As long as there is one Mexican alive Our lag will be waving in his hand. Francisco Villa was a fighting man And his artillery was always prepared They would have burned the last cartridge In defense of our nation. Just what were the Americans thinking, That combat was like dancing a carquis? With their faces covered with same They returned to their country once again. | La Punitiva Nuestro México, febrero veintitrés, dejó Carranza pasar americanos: dos mil soldados, trescientos aeroplanos, buscando a Villa por todo el país. Comenzaron a mandar expediciones, los aeroplanos comenzaron a volar por distintas y varias direcciones, buscando a Villa, queriéndolo matar. Los soldados que vinieron desde Texas a Pancho Villa no podían encontrar, ya fastidiados de ocho horas de camino los pobrecitos se querían regresar. Los de a caballo no podían ir sentados y los de a pie no podían caminar, entonces Villa les pasa en su aeroplano y desde arriba les grita: "¡Good-bye!" Cuando supieron que Villa estaba muerto todos gritaban henchidos de furor: "Ahora sí, mis queridos compañeros, vamos a Texas cubiertos con honor". Mas no sabían que Villa estaba vivo y que con él nunca iban a poder, y si querían hacerle una visita hasta la sierra lo podían ir a ver. Empezaron a lanzar sus aeroplanos, entonces Villa un plan les preparó: se vistió de soldado americano y a sus tropas también las transformó. Mas cuando vieron los gringos las banderas con muchas barras que Villa les pintó, se bajaron con todo y aeroplanos y Pancho Villa prisioneros los tomó. Toda la gente de Chihuahua y Ciudad Juárez muy asustada y asombrada se quedó porque miraba tanto gringo y carrancista que Pancho Villa sin orejas los dejó. ¿Qué pensarían los bolillos tan patones, que con cañones nos iban a asustar? Si ellos tienen aviones de a montones ¡aquí tenemos lo mero principal! |
