Dia menunduk menatap mata cokelatnya,
Said, ” Say a prayer for me.”
Katanya, “Ucapkan doa untukku.”
She threw her arms around him,
Dia memeluknya,
Whispered, “God will keep us free.”
Berbisik, “Tuhan akan membebaskan kita.”
And they could hear the riders comin,
Dan mereka bisa mendengar komandannya,
He said, “This is my last fight.
Dia berkata, “Ini pertengkaran terakhir saya.
If they take me back to Texas,
Jika mereka membawa saya kembali ke Texas,
They won’t take me back alive.”
Mereka tidak akan membawa saya kembali hidup-hidup. “
**Chorus**
**Paduan suara**
And there were seven Spanish Angels,
Dan ada tujuh Malaikat Spanyol,
At the alter of the Sun.
Pada pergantian matahari.
They were prayin’ for the lovers,
Mereka berdoa untuk para pecinta,
In the valley of the gun.
Di lembah pistol.
And when the battle stopped,
Dan saat pertempuran berhenti,
And the smoke cleared.
Dan asapnya bersih.
There was thunder from the throne.
Ada guntur dari takhta.
And seven Spanish angels,
Dan tujuh malaikat Spanyol,
Took another angel home.
Mengambil rumah malaikat lain.
She reached down and picked the gun up,
Dia mengulurkan tangan dan mengambil pistolnya,
That lay smokin in his hand.
Itu tergeletak di tangannya.
Said, “Father please forgive me,
Berkata, “Ayah mohon maafkan saya,
I can’t make it without my man.”
Saya tidak bisa melakukannya tanpa pria saya. “
And she knew the gun was empty,
Dan dia tahu pistolnya kosong,
And she knew she couldn’t win.
Dan dia tahu dia tidak bisa menang.
But her final prayer was answered,
Tapi doa terakhirnya dijawab,
When the rifles fired again.
Saat senapan ditembakkan lagi.
**Chorus**
**Paduan suara**