All language subtitles for Django.1966.2160p.BluRay.REMUX.HEVC.DTS-HD.MA.1.0-FGT.en

(♪ LUIS BACALOV, ROCKY ROBERTS:
"Django")

♪ (Chorus) Django!
Django, have you always been alone?

♪ (Chorus) Django!
Django, have you never loved again?

♪ Love will live on, oh, oh

♪ Life must go on, oh, oh

♪ For you cannot spend
your life regretting

♪ (Chorus) Django!
Django, you must face another day

♪ (Chorus) Django!
Django, now your love has gone away

♪ Once you loved her, whoa, whoa

♪ Now you've lost her, whoa, whoa

♪ But you've lost her forever, Django

♪ When there are clouds in the skies

♪ And they are gray

♪ You may be sad but remember

♪ They'll all soon pass away

♪ Oh, Django

♪ After the showers, the sun

♪ Will be shining

♪ Once you loved her, oh, oh

♪ Now you've lost her, oh, oh

♪ But you've lost her forever, Django

♪ When there are clouds in the skies

♪ And they are gray

♪ You may be sad but remember

♪ They'll all soon pass away

♪ Oh, Django

♪ After the showers, the sun

♪ Will be shining

♪ Django!

♪ Oh, Django

♪ You must go on

♪ Oh, Django! ♪

(Wind blowing)

(Gasping)

This will give you just a taste...

...of what'll happen if you try
to escape from us another time.

So, I guess you won't try it again, now,
will you, muchacha?

(Moans)

Here.

This whip will teach you a lesson.

(Screaming)

(Groans, pants)

(Chuckles)

- (Gunshots)
- (Groaning)

(Moans)

(Wind blowing)

(Moans)

(Moans, gasps)

Take it easy with her.

You can relax for a minute
till we build a fire

under that cross with you on top of it.

Did you have fun with the Mexicans?

Burning is a lot better
than getting beaten to death.

Are you here to bury the dead, huh?

Then you're in business
and here's your first customers.

Whatever I'm doing here
is none of your business.

Careful, Mister. From the way you talk
I get the idea you wanna be helped

into that box you're lugging around.

Could be.

You're a Yankee, ain't you?

I fought for the North.

We don't take much to folks
who fought for the North. Get the idea?

Yeah, I get the idea. Yeah.

What the hell
are we worrying about him for?

Let's finish the girl off.

A woman shouldn't be treated
in that way.

- What's that you said?
- It's not important.

And if I bothered you,
will you accept my apology?

(Gasping)

My name is Django.

No one will hurt you anymore
as long as you're with me.

(Groans)

You can't go far alone.

That bridge isn't exactly
where I'm heading for now.

I got some business in town.
A personal matter.

Tell me your name.

- Maria.
- Let's go, Maria.

(Groaning)

(Wind blowing)

(I Piano playing)

(Glasses clink)

(4 Violin playing)

(Coughing)

- (Music in the distance)
- (Wind blowing)

(Door opens)

(Floor squeaks)

Got a room for the girl?

Uh... I'd like to oblige you, stranger.

I can't, though.
The girl can't stay here.

And... to tell the truth,
we haven't got a vacant room.

See for yourself.

Let's have the key to your room.

Let's have it.

Don't worry. I'll pay for it.

Here, this ought to take care of it.

Thanks. Look!

You go to sleep now.
You've had enough trouble for one day.

The room is upstairs on your left,
end of the hall.

Um... very well.

The girl can stay here for tonight.

But she's got to get on her way
at sunrise.

Well... we'll, uh, see about that.

But right now...

...I'm gonna eat.

Here.

Hmm.

If you're a coffin-maker,

sure did pick a good town to settle.
Sure did.

I haven't had many clients so far.

Well, don't worry. You will.

What, with all those Mexican renegades
and the rebels under Major Jackson

fighting their own private war?

Why, this whole town's been ruined.

It's a dead city, regular ghost town.

So, your girls are pleasuring phantoms?

Well, I wouldn't say that.
Sometimes there's Hugo's Mexicans

and sometimes
there's... Major Jackson's men.

You know how it is.
We try to please them both if we can.

- How do you do that?
- Well, there's an agreement of sorts.

Round here is neutral.

But for the privilege of staying alive,
we sure pay dearly.

You're a stranger around here, ain't ya?

So... so, you don't know Major Jackson,
do ya?

I... I said you don't know Major Jackson,
do you?

Who I know or who I don't
is no concern of yours.

Get it?

(Chuckles)

Will you offer me something to drink?

You know, you sure are a brave man
to tote that girl around.

Or maybe you're not afraid
of the Mexicans or of Jackson.

- I'm not afraid of anyone.
- Oh, aren't you? You got guts, honey.

Uh, my, uh...

My girlfriends are afraid
of what's in that box.

But it doesn't really frighten me.

After all, a coffin's a coffin.

Is there someone inside?

Yeah, and his name is Django.

(Floor creaks)

Well, hello there, Brother Jonathan.

This is all I could get together for you,
Jonathan.

I wish it weren't so scarce.

Give your explanations directly
to Major Jackson, Nathaniel.

(Chuckles)

(Cork pops)

(Footsteps recede)

(Sighs)

I have to get one of my dresses.

Major Jackson's men
are coming in a little while.

He might even come himself.

And the Major, he just hates green.

But he's crazy about red.
(Laughs)

Here, honey, put this on.

I'll change here. I don't look
as pretty in the other mirrors.

What are you so worried about?

If you play up to the Major,
he'll forget everything.

Hey, why don't you wear a red dress, too?

Just listen to me.
You know how these men are.

Major Jackson isn't really mad at you.

It's the Mexicans that he can't stand.
(Chuckles)

I think he hates anyone
who isn't pale-skinned and Southern.

But it's your own fault.

Why on earth did you leave us to go
to the Mexicans?

You knew they were Jackson's
worst enemies.

Then you left them, too.

What are you trying to do?

- I don't know.
- Oh, come on now.

Your man's in trouble. You know that?

They'll kill him. It's a pity.
He's so good-looking.

Bring me a deck of cards if you have some.

- He wants a deck of cards.
- Hmm.

(Clattering)

Going to play solitaire
or with your friend here?

Now, put this on
and make yourself pretty.

Jackson'll forget everything
if you play up to him.

No, I can't, but thank you, Amelia.

- (Gunshot)
- (Both gasp)

What's going on?

Oh, it's Jackson having his fun.

Some poor Mexican hasn't given him
what he thinks he's due.

Maria, it's terrible. He enjoys killing.

- (Gunshot)
- He's mad, I guess.

- (Gunshot)
- Aaagh!

Aaagh!

Next one.

(Gunshot)

It's your turn now, Ringo.

Go!

Aagh!

(Groans)

(Sobbing)

(Laughs evilly)

There's a newcomer in town.
I thought it might interest you.

(Gasps)

Now they'll all head over here.

Just like they always do.
Lock yourself in.

And don't you move from this room.

Get ready, girls.
Here comes Major Jackson and his men.

W - Oh!
(Women laugh)

Major Jackson, we're very glad to see you.

(Laughing continues)

(Women still laughing and chatting)

- (Coughs)
- Ah! (Laughs)

Hello there. How are you?

Major, this is all
that I could put together for you.

That's all right.

OK.

It wouldn't make sense for you
to cheat me, would it?

You're paying me so that you
and your ladies have protection.

(Chuckles)
Just see that you get the rest

of the money to me within a week
at Fort Charriba. Comprendes?

I certainly will, Major, if it's
the last thing I do. You can count on it.

Thank you, Major.

Hey, you. Come on upstairs with me.

- I don't want to.
- I said come on!

I don't want to. Didn't you hear?

Aagh!

If you don't like him, come on up with me.

She told you that she doesn't want to.

So let her go.

Hold it.

Send all the girls upstairs, Nathaniel.

Go on, upstairs, all of you. Hurry up!

Say, you must be a pretty courageous fella
to talk that way to Ringo.

Courageous or just plain crazy.

Like that damn Yankee that killed five
of my men up near the river.

He must have been... a pretty good shot

to kill five of your men.

Being outnumbered like that, I mean.

Now, that man had a woman with him also.

White trash.
Sold herself to the Mexicans.

She's a traitor... to our cause, sir.

The war is over.

And these things don't much matter
anymore, do they?

I've got my own private war going on.

I reckon maybe that's a war
you haven't heard about.

You sure are a smart hombre, carrying
around your burial suit. I like that.

Be handy.

We can put you in it instead of
leaving your body to poison the vultures

like we do with the rest of your kind.

Are you carrying on a war
against the poor vultures, too, Major?

Why don't you leave them out of it?

Well, men,
did you hear what our friend said?

What do you say
we prepare him for his burial?

(Screaming)

(Groaning)

Well, Major, I just got one bullet.

But that would be taking advantage.

And it wouldn't be right.

How many men have you got left?

You tongue-tied or don't want to tell me?

Forty-eight.

OK, for your own protection,
I want to see all of them here next time.

Then you will have the advantage.

Go on and round 'em up. I'll be waiting.

I'll round them up.

Rest assured.

You can clear up the mess now.

But don't touch my coffin.

I'm taking a blanket.

Thank you.

- For what?
- All that you've done for me.

I didn't do it for you.

Thank you anyway
even if it wasn't for me.

I don't know if I should have saved you.

It's not for me to say,
but for the first time in my life,

I felt like I was a real woman.

Someone to protect and...

...and to be loved, Django.

I'm glad I made you feel
like a real woman.

Very glad.

I mean that.

(Door opens)

(Wind blowing)

I can't understand
why you let Major Jackson get away.

He's on his way here now with all
of his men and he'll kill every one of us.

No doubt of it.

What are you afraid of, Nathaniel?

After all, you're paying him
for his protection.

Huh! I pay him
so he won't kill me and the girls

like he does those poor Mexican fools
that he calls his inferiors.

Jackson has no right
to consider anyone inferior.

Well, you'd better not try to tell him
a thing like that.

They're fanatics.
Can't you understand that?

Have you seen
those strange hoods they wear?

It's a religion with them. They're crazy.

That's exactly the reason
why I've got to do just what I'm doing.

I understand, but you can't do it alone.

I got all the help I need.

Hmm.

Why don't you go? Take the girl with you
and escape while you still can.

Thanks, but you gotta understand
I have to take care of this in my own way.

Huh! Don't be a fool, young fella.

If you hurry now,
then you two could get to the border.

You'll be safe once you're over it.

You'd better get inside,
'cause I ain't aiming to change my plans.

But Jackson won't be content
just to kill you. He's gonna kill us all!

There's nothing to be afraid of.

I told you, I got all the help I need.

Say, listen, Nathaniel,
if you could go and warn the Mexicans...

Hmm.

...it would be easier for these two
to get away.

You think so? I haven't got a chance
of getting to the graveyard alive.

Jackson will have his masked men on guard
all over the whole region.

I hate to say it,
but it'll be the best thing for us all

if he Kills that young fella immediately.

He'd feel no pain
and I'd lose less customers.

(Sound of hooves approaching)

(Horse neighs)

Bless my soul.

(Wind blows)

Well, now you won't have to pay
for protection anymore, Nathaniel.

You killed them all, didn't ya?

No, not quite.

- Hmm.
- The Mexicans will still be around.

- You can go to work now.
- Hmm, hmm.

Where will I put 'em?

Ain't no room left in the cemetery.

You're gonna need a new one, "cause
I've got plenty of customers for you.

And Major Jackson? Tell me.

Is he dead?

- No, he's not dead.
- Why ain't he?

I figured he might be useful
if he's still alive.

His time hasn't come yet.

(Shovel digging)

Ah, I sure never thought
I'd end up gravedigging

and not even getting paid for it either.

Anyhow, it's better to be above ground
doing that than below doing nothing.

- Is it someone you knew?
- Someone who was part of my life.

I guess the only part that really counted.

And she was killed by Major Jackson?

Yeah, by Jackson.

Well, why weren't you able
to do something about it?

I was away.

Too far away, Nathaniel.

(Wind whistles)

It's because of her. I tell you,
she's the one that brought this on us.

She's the incarnation of sin and evil.

He's absolutely right. It's your fault
if we have to get out of here.

The men won't come to town anymore
and we'll starve...

Shut up! Why are you trying to blame
everything that's happened on poor Maria?

She's right to blame her.
She's the cause of all of it. Do you hear?

She's evil and brings sin and trouble
wherever she goes.

You're a fine one to talk.
You ought to be ashamed of yourself,

dressed up like that
with a Bible in your hand!

Well, listen to her, will you?
Who do you think you are?

(Grunting)

Why the devil are you two women fighting?
It's her that brought disaster.

(Grunting continues)

- Oh!
- Aagh!

- Oh!
- Agh! Agh!

(Grunting and screaming)

(Panting) Girls, the Mexicans are coming!

I'm sorry.

(Shouting and gunfire)

(Laughter and shouting)

(Gunfire)

(Shouting and gunfire continue)

You tried to get away, eh?
You should have known better, amigo.

You're a spy for Major Jackson,
aren't you?

You tell everything you see
and everything you hear.

Yeah...

That's why you've got such big ears,
I guess.

Well, we know just what to do
with ears such as yours.

- (Laughter)
- Don't we, muchachos?

No...

No! No!

- Aaagh!
- (Laughter)

(Laughter continues)

Get going!

Hey, Yankee!

Aaagh!

(Laughter continues)

(Wind whistles)

I didn't think there were any stray dogs
left in town.

You're Hugo's men, aren't you?

- Ugh!
- Hold it.

Better bring this dog to the General.

I have a hunch he wants him alive.

(I Guitar, piano playing)

(Men shouting)

You were a stupid fool
to try to escape from us, Maria.

How would you like to have
one of your little ears cut off, huh?

You didn't have any right
to hold me a prisoner.

Every man has the right
if a woman pleases him enough.

Is that so? Well, I'm not your property
or anyone else's, do you understand?

You little tramp!

Watch it, Maria.
Just watch what you're saying, you hear?

You're a half-breed Yankee and Mexican!

And you've got the worst blood
of both of them in you.

Whoa!
(Hugo laughs)

Ah! Well, look who's here!

The fastest-drawing gringo
this side of the border.

Hombre, it's been quite a while
since I've seen your dirty face.

This is Django,
a thief, a murderer and an outlaw,

but he means more to me than a brother.

Let me see that.

(Grunts)

- Now we're even.
- Take it easy, Ricardo.

I owe a lot to Django.

I only saved your life
when you were in prison.

After all, that's what a friend's for.

And now I've brought your woman back.
She was lonesome for you.

- (Laughing)
- Aren't you glad to see him, Maria?

She's not my woman. She's anybody's.
(Laughs)

But now a drink to our reunion, huh?

To your health, Django.

And bloody death to that pig,
Major Jackson.

(Cheering)

Jackson hasn't got any men left.

Django killed every single one of 'em.

Oh...

Is he trying to tell me you got rid
of those pigs all by yourself?

I don't believe it.
Tell me how you did it, Django.

Anyone could have done it
with the help I had.

You or any one of your men
could have done it.

Nah. Don't know about that.

Because my men are all done in.

Maybe it's 'cause they're waiting
to get on home.

I'd like to, myself,
but it's much too dangerous to go back.

We've got enemies in Mexico
and not enough arms to fight them with.

Yes.

I know that, but there's a way.

Hmm? What do you mean?

What the hell is it?

(Man clears his throat)

(Gasping)

This little toy is as deadly
as 200 guns shooting off all at once.

This is how I was able
to kill off all the Major's men.

- What the hell is it?
- Watch out.

You might hurt yourselves.

No, no! Don't do it, Django! Please!

(Laughs)

That's the kind of help I need
all right!

You'd return to Mexico pronto
with ten of these, wouldn't you, Hugo?

- Where are the other nine?
- Just waiting to be bought at Pecos.

And I know where.

(Laughs)

Well, thank you for telling me.

But what do you think
we could buy them with, hmm?

There's plenty of money around
if you can put your paws on it, Hugo.

- And I can tell you how to do it.
- Come to the point or are you kidding me?

No, I have a plan, you see,
and it might interest you.

Well, let's hear it.

There's enough gold for you, me
and everybody at Fort Charriba.

Yeah...

Fort Charriba is brimming with gold,
I know.

Could your plan get us to Mexico?

Hmm! I'd be willing to go through a lot
to accomplish that.

There must be some means
of getting the best

of those dogs that are waiting for us.

Every week, Nathaniel takes
a car load of girls there.

Or didn't you know that?

Am I right?

Uh... yes.

- (Bottle smashes)
- (Grunts)

Hmm... I suppose you know
what you're talking about.

(Glass clinks)

The Major will be stopping at the fort,

then he plans to take all his bullion
over the border.

That's the reason why I didn't kill him
with the others.

I'm gonna get my hands
on that there bonanza.

No one's gonna stop me, you understand?

I understand.
But how will you work it?

It's going to be difficult, I know that.

The little toy over there's gonna help us.

Nathaniel's girls are here, men.

- (Guffaws)
- Here they come.

(Excited chatter)

(Tongue trilling)

Yee-hoo!

(Shouting)

Whoa!

Hey, hey, right there!

(Laughing)

Over here! Hurry!

Want more?

There's plenty for all of ya!

Argh!

(Machine gunfire continues)

(Laughs) Mwah!

Vamos!

Argh!

Every one of you,
get on your horses and go after them!

Hurry!

- Yah! Yah!
- Yah! Yah!

Yah!

Get going!

Yah! Faster!

Django, the machine gun is jammed!

Yah! Yah!

(Guffawing)

Gold OK?

Yah! Yah!

What we've got to do
is get past the border.

Yah!

Then you'd better hurry.

Halt!

You idiots!
What have you all stopped here for? Go on!

We reached the border, Major.
We can't go beyond it.

Yah! Faster!

Come on! Faster!

Yah!

Anda, anda!

Yah! Yah!

Come on, anda!

Anda! Yah!

Yah!

Hey! You all hear that?
That's General Hugo!

(Cheering)

(Gunfire)

Compañeros!

Here we are. And the trip
couldn't have been better!

We carried out Django's plan
down to the smallest detail!

(Cheering)

With this gold,
we'll buy our own machine guns now!

We'll go back to Mexico
without fearing anyone again!

- (Cheering)
- (Man) Back to Mexico!

(Man 2) Back to Mexico!

- I told you it wasn't really so hard.
- You were right.

All we have to do now
is divide the gold as we agreed and...

...I'll be on my way.

Amigo mio, why do you want to leave us
so soon? Huh?

Well...

There is no reason for me to stay
any longer.

What are you talking about, Django?

Why? I...

...could really use a man like you.

I'll make you a high-ranking officer
in my army.

No, I think you've got enough officers
already.

I just want my gold now,
if it's all right with you.

(Hugo chuckles)
But certainly.

But you could have double. I'll give you
twice as much, you understand?

When I take control of Mexico.

- Hugo...
- Eh?

I want the gold.

Aww, aww. (Chuckles)

The gold is right here, Django.
No one will take it out of your hands.

Don't you trust me, huh?

(Chuckles) Django doesn't trust me now!

(Hugo laughs)

Aww! (Chuckles)

Listen, we'll take the gold
and put it in there.

Where nobody will steal it, eh? Eh?

(Door creaks open)

- (Gold nuggets rattle)
- Here we are.

Only one door.
And it's very well guarded.

Now you can set your mind at rest, Django.
The gold is safe here.

We did a pretty good job, huh?

(Laughing) And don't you worry
about anybody stealing it.

(I Strumming folk tune)

(Bottle smashes)

- Here. Have a drink.
- No.

What's the matter? You feeling bad 'cause
the American doesn't care about ya?

- Come on! I'll console you!
- Let me go!

- You dirty little...
- Let go of her!

Don't you bother Maria.

Why give her to that trouble-making
American? I want her for mine, Hugo!

- Shut up and calm down! Understand?
- (Grunts)

(Grunts)

(Discordant piano notes)

- (Rifle fires)
- (Grunts)

Thanks, Django.

That's the second time you saved my life.
And I won't forget it.

Look at Maria.

Look at her!

She can't take her eyes off you.

Take her! She's a present.

A night with her
and a man forgets all his troubles.

No, thanks.

I'd rather have this one.

- (Laughter)
- Too bad, Maria.

I did all I could,
but the gringo doesn't want you!

(Guffaws)

But don't cry over him.
Come and have a drink with us.

We're having a big celebration.
(Laughing)

Tequila para todos!

(S Mexican music in the distance)

Take your clothes off.

Just keep undressing.

And don't pay any attention to what I do.

(Shouting and laughing)

(I Music keeps playing)

- There she is.
- What a show!

She's pretty.

I'll say she is! Yeah.

(Cheering and singing in background)

Hey! Wait a minute!

- (Giggling)
- I'll bite your ear!

(Cheering and music continue)

(Singing in background)

(Giggling) Hey, there! What are you doing?

I'll bite your ear!

(Laughing and singing)

(Fuse hisses)

(Horses whinny)

(Machine gunfire in the distance)

The horses! Who's got the horses?

- (Machine gunfire continues)
- (Horse whinnies)

You'll have to bring me along, too,
Django.

OK, Maria.

Come along.

(Machine gunfire and whinnying continue)

You've got to hurry, Django!
We better get going.

Watch out!

Yah! Yah!

Yah! Yah!

Maybe I shouldn't have trusted
the American, but we'll get that gringo.

Take the wagon. Through the valley is
a short cut to the next town.

- There you'll be safe.
- And you?

This time I've got to cross that bridge.

I've waited long enough.

Long enough so I can finally bury Django
in that box.

With that gold, I can forget I was Django.

Leave all that gold here, Django.
It will bring heartache.

What really matters
is that we could have a new life.

And you'll forget what happened here.

I love you, Django.

Listen, Maria,
love is something I can never feel again.

The girl I once loved was killed
and I can never forget that.

If I take you with me,
then... you'll probably get killed, too.

And ...

...wouldn't want that to happen.

(Whinnies)

(Grunts)

Django! Oh, Django!

- (Gunshot)
- (Groans)

Well, amigo, our paths cross again.

Where is the gold?

It fell into the quicksand.

The horse stumbled
and the coffin slipped.

I guess it's destiny, General.

(Chuckles)

And so my gold
is in the quicksand, amigo.

That won't change things.

We're going back to Mexico anyhow,
aren't we?

- That's what I decided and we'll do it.
- Yeah.

Now we are even, Django.

You saved my life, so I'll save yours.

We don't kill a thief,
even if he betrays a friend.

We have ways of teaching them a lesson.
Right, Miguel?

Si, señor.

- That's for not sticking with us!
- (Grunting, screaming)

And this for stealing the gold!

- (Thudding, screaming)
- (Miguel) You're a traitor! You pig!

Those hands won't be good for stealing
any more gold when I'm through with you!

(Grunting)

(Django's cries continue)

Go on, men!

(Django moans)

(Grunts)

Your plan was great, but you weren't
clever or quick enough to outsmart us.

Pity, isn't it?

I hope your friend, the Major,
doesn't happen to pass by here.

(Giggles) It would be
so embarrassing for you.

Do you want me
to say hello to him for you?

Ha! Muchachos, vamos!

To Mexico!

Adios, gringo!
Take good care of your hands!

Yah! (Laughs evilly)

(Groans)

Argh!

- (Groans)
- (Horses whinny)

Argh!

Argh!

Argh!

(Gunfire fades)

(Wind howls)

(5 Plays fragment of a tune)

(Django and Maria groan)

(Groans)

She's been shot.

See if you can help her.

- (Maria groans)
- I-I don't think...

I don't think she will die
if you can help her.

Of course I'll help. I promise you.

But you've got to get out of here.
You can't think of staying.

The Major will be on his way
here any minute, Django.

Django, you have to leave now.

You come back for me.

I don't want you to get killed now
just because of me. (Groans)

I still got one thing to do.
I gotta kill Jackson.

Until he is dead, there isn't going to be
peace for any of us, ever.

There just isn't any other way.

Jackson has got to die.

And I'm the one who has to kill him,
Maria.

Then we can start a new life together.
You see what I mean, Maria?

You understand me?

If I don't kill him,
we'll never be out of danger.

You see?

It's his life or ours.

Django, your hands are broken.

It won't stop me from killing him.

Nathaniel, hide Maria and tell Jackson

that I'll be waiting at the cemetery.

Understand?

Just the two of us now.

I'll be waiting.

Django will be waiting for you
out at the cemetery, Major,

but I don't think you have to worry.

His hands are completely broken.

(Loads rifle cartridge)

- (Gunshot, loads rifle cartridge)
- (Thud)

(Wind whistles)

(Coyotes howl)

(Strains)

(Sighs)

(Grunts)

(Grunts)

(Gasps)

(Coyote howls)

(Wind blowing)

Django,
I think you should make a last request.

I'll be glad to oblige you any way I can.

Start praying if you like. I don't mind.

It's a smart thing to do when you know
that death is coming for you.

How come you haven't got
your burial suit with ya?

We'll have to leave you to the vultures.

So now begin your prayin'.

(Gunshot)

(Jackson) I can't hear ya!

OK. Now.

Can you hear this?

♪ (Chorus) Django!
Django, you must face another day

♪ (Chorus) Django!
Django, you must face another day

♪ (Chorus) Django!
Django, now your love has gone away

♪ Once you loved her, whoa, whoa

♪ Now you've lost her, whoa, whoa

♪ But you've lost her forever, Django

♪ When there are clouds in the skies

♪ And they are gray

♪ You may be sad, but remember

♪ They'll all soon pass away

♪ Oh, Django

♪ After the showers, the sun

♪ Will be shining

♪ Django

♪ Oh, Django

♪ You must go on

♪ Oh, Django! ♪