La Mafia Muere

Culiacán, Sinaloan capital,
Becoming the same hell,
It witnessed so much massacre,
How many brave men have died
Some big ones who were from the underworld,
And others also big from the government

Gunmen who were famous,
Little by little they have been disappearing,
Some dead, others prisoners,
The mafia is ending now
For the blood that was shed
Only mourning and families crying

White land, is very sad,
Its streets are now desolate,
The latest cars don't pass by,
Nor the roar of gunfire is heard,
The mansions that were of kings
Today are very abandoned

Entire families have ended,
Hundreds of men lost their lives,
The history is truly sad
Many others disappeared,
It's unknown if they are alive,
Or maybe they died in the fire

White land, is very sad,
Its streets are now desolate,
The latest cars don't pass by,
Nor the roar of gunfire is heard,
The mansions that were of kings
Today are very abandoned