Claudio Bahena

I want my comrades to pay attention
For a moment I will let them know

The sad story that happened in the month of August
I will sing to you with sadness and pain

It was a Thursday, the 30th, around three
When death was approaching a friend
There was Claudio Bahena drinking
In Atoyac with an unknown man

That man was already planning to kill him
Because he told him not to leave

I am your friend, have a drink to prove it
And he did that to not raise suspicion

He then went to Juan Gómez's house
Happily getting the guitar
And Juan said, 'Come in, Claudio'
'First eat, the guitar is ready'

Claudio went in and the man stayed at the door
Saying, 'Friends, I feel like singing'

He sang a ballad and the man wanted to join
But he couldn't because he didn't know how to sing

The people in that house
All spoke to him, begging him not to leave
Claudio, it's late and look, it's raining
You have to be careful, don't think you're in your land

He took the path to the mountains to his house
Because he lived in that corner of the neighborhood

The poor guy never made it to his beloved
That infamous man killed him without reason

After Claudio didn't show up
José Bahena came to look for him in Atoyac
He didn't find him in any known house
Only reasons told him they saw him pass by

Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday passed
Raymundo and José couldn't know

Until Monday around one in the afternoon
Raymundo found out he was going to meet him

Raymundo went to where they said he was
To meet him because he was very deformed
Raymundo said upon meeting him that he was
God forgive you, godson Claudio Bahena

The municipality of Atoyac was informed
The commander and four federal officers

They said he should be buried there
That it was impossible to reach the cemetery

Fly, little blue-winged lark
Go to Morelos but come back soon
Go and tell Bahena's parents
That their son was buried at the foot of a hill