The Cazadores

The Cazadores were sent hereAllegedly to eradicate lawlessness,But it is not to fight they seek,But chickens and cattle to steal.

The people who are living in peace,To the Spaniards they are sent,Anything they see that can be eaten,They grab like hungry ones.

They comb the whole horseFor money which they pocket,So also are the jewels and the chosen clothes,As unto the chick snatched by the hawk.

To the women they find, their first greetings are shameful,They do not respect even so littleThe spotless honor the women possess.

And the tomatoes, watermelons,Melons and other things for sale,Nothing remains because of the grabbingOf the Spaniards.

All the milk vendors they seePromptly are scolded.And the hare-brained gulpAnd so nothing is spared

The name “Cazadores” is a misnomer,It should be “sacadores” instead,For the promontory is far and distantIndeed they are known to be greedy and cowardly.