Allegedly 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 horse For 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 little The spotless honor the women possess. And the tomatoes, watermelons, Melons and other things for sale, Nothing remains because of the grabbing Of the Spaniards.
All the milk vendors they see
Promptly are scolded. And the hare-brained gulp And so nothing is spared The name Cazadores is a misnomer, It should be sacadores instead, For the promontory is far and distant Indeed they are known to be greedy and cowardly.