El Lute - Boney M.

This is the story of El Lute, 
A man who was born 
To be hunted like a wild animal, 
Because he was poor, 
But he refuse to accept his fate, 
And today his honor has been restored. 

He was only nineteen, 
And he was sentenced to die, 
For something that somebody else did, 
And blamed on El Lute, 
Then they changed it to life, 
And so he could escape, 
From then on they chased him, 
And searched for him day and night, 
All over Spain, 
But the search was in vain for El Lute. 

He had only seen the dark side of life, 
The man they called El Lute, 
And he wanted a home 
Just like you and like me, 
In a country were all would be free, 
So he taught himself to read and to write, 
It didn´t help El Lute, 
He was one who had dare to escape, 
Over night, 
They had to find El Lute. 

Some the fame of his name, 
Spread like wildfire all over the land, 
With a price on his head, 
People still gave him bread, 
And they gave him a hand, 
For they knew hi was right, 
And his fight was their fight. 

No one gave you a chance, 
In the Spain of those days, 
On the walls every place 
They had put up, 
The face of El Lute, 
And he robbed where he could 
Just like once Robin Hood, 
They finally caught him and 
That seemed the end, 
But they caught him in vain, 
Cause a change came for Spain, 
And El Lute. 

He had only seen the dark side of life, 
The man they called El Lute, 
And he wanted a home 
Just like you and like me, 
In a country were all would be free, 
And the freedom really came to his land, 
And also to El Lute, 
Now he walks 
In the light of a sunny new day, 
The man they called El Lute.