For the people of El Salado,
The Güero ?? It is very much appreciated,
Because he has always been on this side ??
He is a son of Lambert,
For the old man, my respects,
How hard to fill that hat ??
With the death of his apa took the reins,
And next to his carnal formed the company,
They say ?? Güero ?? Executioner,
Fire load and it is not smoke,
Your word is what counts?
A squad in the seat
It prevents me from laments
Pa ?? What more explanations
I am the son of Lamberto
The gentleman's super
It prevents me from the bad
I'm ?? El Güero ?? and I sun
With the same sun of May ??
Sport clothes for flour,
Carolina the shirt,
And a twister at mid chest that takes care of him?
Sports car,
One minute pal road,
And pal rancho the back of a good foal ??
There are sapphires, there are also diamonds,
But here are the bullets that are worth ??
So that they know what matters
It is the rider, not the horse
Not the rope.
(Music)
Here I tie the thing,
A lap pa ?? the coast,
And of proceeding we pulled some chopas ??
I already saw myself with the bandona,
The waist of a morra,
And in the hand a whiskye Fight on the rocks?
Well grown up pisteando in the banana tree,
And a lock that nobody will have,
Pa ?? that's the 38 with the hair on his shoulder
The little Saint does not leave me ??
Friends are scarce
Trust has been lost
Few chairs at my table
That if chosen
A cross with blessings
That takes care of me when walking
I'm the executioner of traitors
Pa ?? Check that there are nomas ??
Merchant of the good guys,
To the point I go straight,
Pa ?? What devil are we going around?
Very loved by Don Mayo,
I do not need more sayos,
And that's why I do not foam in another glass ??
I need you in the cards games,
Well you know Serafín Zambada ??
Compadrito we wait for you
From here I send you a hug
Compadrito you want.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)