Tragedia de Iguala

Cars passed in different directions
When a movie ended its show
With the information given to me and writings
The Iguala plan saw this betrayal born

They left the Futurama cinema that night
A married woman and a driver from the bracelet
When they arrived at the wheel of their car
A woman asked them for just one service

She was not a female but a male disguised
With the outfit of a well-dressed lady
Dark glasses and an imported coat
With suitcases and a super murderer

He was the husband of that married woman
Whom the driver caressed in his arms
He said he wanted Tepochica, a deserted one
But on the way, he shattered them both

When he says, 'We have arrived here'
To his wife, he says, 'How do you enjoy yourself?'
I work like an ox over in Chicago
And you spending my money with another man

Inside the car, there were only cries and screams
She knelt before her husband, begging
Not to leave her three children without their mother
As proof of his love for them

'I'm going to kill them like damned dogs'
So it serves as an example to many others
Thousands of men working as illegal immigrants
And here their women fighting and fighting with lovers

Biblio shoots without paying attention to anything
Killing Lilia along with the two and her lover
Silvio ran the same marked fate
Ending up dead, embraced at the wheel

He went to his three children and lifted them from bed
And in a taxi, he took them to Acapulco
Shortly after, in a plane to Tijuana
And at the border, who is Biblio does not deny

The author of this well-known corrido says
Without offending or accusing anyone
But beware of another man's woman
Here we have example number one

Without offending the high honor of married women
Without offending a snake its venom
Weak women, behave more honorably
Because life that goes away does not sprout again

What happened in Iguala is regrettable
We also have to see how we live
If the border is to blame in any case
For the balance of love that we will weigh

Nineteen seventy-six was the date
Of this painful tragedy that happened
The one I write as a dark page
Is this story that was stained with blood

May Lilia and Silvio rest in peace in oblivion
And may God forgive their mistakes in heaven
And I bid farewell to the audience singing
Until next time, says Austreberto Flores