(His name is Mario Aguirre, relative
who is calling her
greetings to the enraged relatives
greetings pal junior to millionaire masiso)
For the taste a good horse
pa the mafia seridad
for a palenque a good rooster
good style to send
it was such a fine wood
That ax was not pajar.
(Culiacan)
Mechanics and masons
medium and high society
businessmen and mobsters¨
'' Mario Aguirre '' is no longer
He was humble and left us an inheritance
Your friendship when greeting.
The garden is no longer the same
the withered lemon is
the banana tree grew
Mario knew how to water it
so much that in avio it happened
fruit in bunches go down.
(ea and we continue pisteando relative
greetings pa my company Armando
and keep dancing the quacks
relative until you amanesca
up old Zapopan
masiso
And that sounds the old bandona)
Lamber uve calderon
and ismael zeta g
of big mountains and juancho
they saw it the last time
hand in hand
and he left forever.
(Greetings pal viejon
wherever you are compa)
Their roots extended
and sowed his friendship
so thick that the tree was
who could imagine
that from a cannon a bullet
from which it was to drop.
(Top Jalisco relative
all the people who walk around pisteando)
The poster is in mourning
several palenques too
and for the taste of ash
he will never see again
compadre Aliano and Carrillo
Mario Aguirre left us.
(Pleased relative
Mario Aguirre company
there is pal canelo al millon)
Only among all we can make this a better place :)