Steve Tilston - Rio De La Miel lyrics

El Capitan, he eats like a bird Always he leaves a half empty plate He picks at the bones of his prisoners' fear His true appetite is deciding men's fate The table is cleared, the leftovers saved Secretly taken down to the cave Where the one he pursues watches and waits El Duende waits but a stone's throw away Along the Rio, Rio de la Miel All of the honey bees have gone Along the Rio, Rio de La Miel Now with the red blood does run Deep in the shade he licks the plate clean El Duende dreams of sweet victories Republic restored, a full plate of meat Fascist dogs driven into the sea He hears the cries of his comrades in arms Held in the bowels of the old paper mill Where El Capitan, with precision he probes Only the minimal sweat it is spilled El Duende slips under cover of night A lonely outpost the chosen prey From high above he swoops like a hawk By break of dawn, he's back in the cave El Capitan he leads his patrols Into the mountains, down to the sea He never does guess that right under his nose The scraps that he leaves, keeps El Duende free