El Chaparrito
El Komander
The Shorty
We fondly remember
Your smile and your good vibes
The parties, the horses
And the band and the all-nighters
What does it matter if it's night or day
In October or holiday season
Oh shorty, you are not forgotten
Shorty, also pony
That was your nickname, that's what they called you
The news was a shock
In the family, you lost your life
Envy is an incurable cancer
Betrayal always reaches the great ones
They killed you out of envy
Also panda and el caturro
Lost their lives with you that day
But your brother and little buddy
Are ready to protect the line
With your armed people strolling
Often in horse races
These are things that are not forgotten
And up with old Comitan!
With my buddy the shorty
Wherever you are, buddy
You experienced life's richness
Also its poverty
Boss of the plaza for being a good piece
For your intelligence
With your armed crew confronting
Always respected by bosses
Because you were a brave bull
A super doesn't roar on the border anymore
Nor in the gaps
Your faithful horse is also waiting for you
To party with
And in pain, a crown of flowers
Honors are paid to a grave
From family and your loves
Buddy chino remembers you with sadness
For that greatness
And in Comitan they also mourn your departure
You lost your life
What does it matter if it's night or day
If the day is happy or sad
The shorty is not forgotten
What does it matter if it's night or day
If the day is happy or sad
The shorty is not forgotten
