Se han alzado, que se han alzado.
Seran ahorcados...
Los bombardeos...
De las bombas se rien...
Los Madrilenos...
The four insurgent generals...
They tried to betray us...
At Christmas, holy evening...
They'll all be hanging...
Madrid, you wondrous city...
They wanted to take you...
But your courageous children...
They did not disgrace you...
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