Manuel Torres Felix

Life marks the paths
Destiny takes the steps
The man with talent
Is looking for his spaces
Just like the falcon in the air
Cuts through the obstacles

I know great people
In my beloved Sinaloa
Each one in their businesses
They protect them like birds in a nest
Some with big calibers
And others with a lot of sense

Today I sing to a person
Known for being refined
Proud of the mountains
Land of oaks and evergreens
Manuel Torres is his name
M1 to his friends

An angel watches over his back
His dear mother
Grateful is his queen
The one who gave him life
That's why among women
His mother is the favorite

The thunder from the sky doesn't make him tremble
Nor does he drown in rough waters
He looks you straight in the eye
And doesn't back down from anything
He has faced panthers
And they all end up dead

M1 now says goodbye
He goes towards the plains
Thinking of his father
And also his brother Javier
God always watch over them
Always lend them your hand