Por Siempre El Guerito

Downcast without being able to remedy it
can't assimilate that they killed the blondie
the last time we had to sing
we will never forget that you told your friends
I am prepared for the storm
if they come to kill me or take me prisoner
your friends will never forget you
and forever you will be the bastidas or the blondie

to the great ones the pain has arrived
now they toast in your honor today they cut short your destiny
to Vicente from heaven you will watch over
and with that you will pay for the love he had for you
a friend will never be forgotten
only God will know why he shortened your path
a hug wherever you are
they took away from the cartel a very dear friend.

you earned trust and power
with that simplicity to deal with people
young age with great humility
you will always be remembered as number nine
today Culiacan has dressed in black
they will have to resign themselves to not seeing you forever
the space you left when you left no one can fill it as your people affirm.

a great book of memories was opened
the day it was written in the press about your death
everyone couldn't believe it
not even I understood it but we could be strong
we know you had to lose
but there are people in power who have felt your death
to chapito and mr. m as well
because you were appreciated and influential in the cartel

the sons of chapito were hurt
and one of them murmured they ate the blondie
Abelardo looks very sad crying
when he starts drinking he says play his corrido
the two lawyers will remember you
everyone from the m everyone from the uncle
wherever my singing reaches
forever the king of pop or the blondie will be heard

there was no time to say goodbye
even to say there I leave you forever
everything happened in the blink of an eye
and my eyes closed to life forever
everything that begins must end
and in this vulgar world my pending matters are over
I am bastidas the blondie king of pop
I leave with the admiration I have for Vicente's son