Accordions no longer cry
low six do not complain
the spiders in the bush
he weaves and manages
the narcos of sinaloa
They did not respect the boss.
The contacts are beautiful
efficient aircraft
the streams carry water
and the water to the boats moves
take care my children a lot
Carrillo Fuentes left us.
.
And although it is in heaven
but he left us a legacy
It weighs a lot and I'm sorry
because the soldiers tremble
where his people go
he does not mess with cattle.
The American government
I turn a bad order
the Mexican was wrong
and they messed up
and although it is in heaven
they are still hiding
Plane white sesna
and golden neck condor
route of july fifteen
I wait for you everywhere
and the years are going to pass
Your memories I have not deleted.
Rancho del Guamuchilito
from the heat I see you
take care of san juditas
to those people that I love the most
light many candles
that light me up to heaven
Only among all we can make this a better place :)