El Buen Ejemplo

Son, your birthday is coming
My beloved child
What are you going to ask for?
It's your sixth anniversary
What have you imagined?
Can you tell me?

Maybe it's a video game
Maybe a European tour
You can ask for whatever you imagine
There's no need to argue about the money

Mom, bring me a Buchanan's
And a notebook to organize
My boy's party
Many guests, the band playing
You know, my child, that I love you
You also know that I would die for you
You can invite your little friends
Tell me, my child, I want to hear

I thank you, Dad
I have everything, and I want something more
Something that I admire so much
I like your style, so you tell me

I want a bulletproof vest
A cannon, grenade launcher
Squad, pull a horn
Like you do to celebrate

I felt a stab
That even torture could endure
Seeing the damn example
That I give to my son, I started to cry

What awaits him in his life
With that suicidal mind
I retire, buddy
Even if I have to deprive myself of luxuries

Tomorrow I'll look for a job
Fattening pigs
Carrying mezcal
We must stop the violence
No more crime
We must set the example

I prefer to raise boats
Than to raise a Christian
No more horn in hand
I want to offer a long life to my son

The ex-drug dealer says goodbye
I'm going to other lands
With a child and a woman
I want to start a new life
I explained to the boss
And he understood me

He gave me money and a hug
He said good luck, kid
You have more courage than all
It's a good example, I wish you well