I carry in my blood the customs of my race
I live my life the Mexican style
Rifo my luck to the legs of a horse
And I close a deal with a handshake.
I have remembered the Aztec soil inch by inch
I know flowers from different gardens
Many of them already drunk me with their honey
And to date none have managed to smirk me.
The same I tie a big Chihuahua
In Veracruz, the round of a jarocha
I steal a kiss from a small hut in Durango
Or in Tamaulipas I fall in love with a brunette
The same I drink a beer to already in the north
That I miss Pulque in the lands of the shoal
I'm going to San Luis to savor your Colonche
Or a good Tequila if I'm in Tapatío soil.
Amanso cuacos also release a rooster
Seen from charro and other times from baquero
If I have an appointment with a female, I do not fail
And I never leave my gun and my hat
I am a reliable gentleman par excellence
I am well entron but I am never abusive
With women I have no preference
I am of all more than any exclusive
The same they see me in Michoacán that by Sonora
I hear the northerners the same as the band
I like Mezcal the same as Bacanora
To grab the party with my friends
With the Mariachi in the Palenque I loved myself
And on the play I do not care if I lose
I do not accept rules ago what I think
Because I live in the Mexican style
Only among all we can make this a better place :)