El Quinto Regimiento - Rolando Alarcon

El dieciocho de julio

En el patio de un convento

El pueblo madrileño

Fundó el quinto regimiento

Anda jaleo, jaleo

Ya se acabó el alboroto

Y vamos al tiroteo

Y vamos al tiroteo

Con Lister y Campesino

Con Galán y con Modesto

Con el comandante Carlos

No hay miliciano con miedo

Anda jaleo, jaleo

Ya se acabó el alboroto

Y vamos al tiroteo

Y vamos al tiroteo

Con los cuatro batallones

Que a Madrid están defendiendo

Se va lo mejor de España

La flor más roja del pueblo

Anda jaleo, jaleo

Ya se acabó el alboroto

Y vamos al tiroteo

Y vamos al tiroteo

Con el quinto, quinto, quinto

Con el quinto regimiento

Madre, yo me voy al frente

Para las líneas de fuego

Anda jaleo, jaleo

Ya se acabó el alboroto

Y vamos al tiroteo

Y vamos al tiroteo

the eighteenth of july

In the courtyard of a convent

The people of Madrid

Founded the 5th regiment

Go fuss, fuss

The fuss is over

And we go to the shootout

And we go to the shootout

With Lister and Peasant

With Galán and with Modesto

With Commander Carlos

There is no militiaman with fear

Go fuss, fuss

The fuss is over

And we go to the shootout

And we go to the shootout

With the four battalions

That they are defending Madrid

The best of Spain is leaving

The reddest flower in town

Go fuss, fuss

The fuss is over

And we go to the shootout

And we go to the shootout

With the fifth, fifth, fifth

With the 5th regiment

Mother, I'm going to the front

For the lines of fire

Go fuss, fuss

The fuss is over

And we go to the shootout

And we go to the shootout