Atanacio Torres

Among brave men they have faced
With courage to die on the line
Today the pusho tashillo shows it
That there's nothing to be afraid of
He died at a great disadvantage
But he answered with his squad

Atanacio Torres or tashillo
Like a bitache you behaved
Because you were just like your father
Poison ran through your blood
Until death you showed him
That you never backed down from anyone

Cold blood ran through your veins
You never showed cowardice
You protected your family well
And that's why you lost your life
You imposed your way of living it
Fighting as you said

Here goes compa tashillo wherever my friend is

Enjoy playing the accordion
You brightened many lives
It was your pleasure and pastime
And you also composed corridos
Your father will miss you greatly
You inherited from him the courage

The rage ignited quickly
Until it was extinguished by revenge
You paid with your life long before
Death took you
Your father swore at your grave
That he would collect the other part

There are very painful farewells
And this one is not breaking the soul
You were good to the good and sincere
And very bad and evil to the bad
I will always remember you my friend
With the corrido that you sang

He likes to risk his life
Day and night risking his skin
Maybe in familiar places
Maybe in very strange places
His enemies should be careful
Manuel Torres is looking for them