Leyenda Caro Quintero

It's cost them a lot, those responsible
Who condemned me
Just the memories of ten commanders
Who played me wrong

I remember my ranch, my beautiful cattle
My old horse
That old lady I miss with all my heart
I truly miss her

My old friends
My people, my crew
My dear brother
My AK-47
Don Caro Quintero, son of Don Emilio

Humble blanket from the La Noria ranch
In Badiraguato
My hair's gone gray, you can see the wrinkles
But they’re not in vain

Sharp as a knife, the lessons
That time has given me
And I remember my partner from so many deals
Don Félix Gallardo

Buffalo, Chihuahua
La Perla, my turf
Over in Costa Rica
I had many dates
And that love-struck feeling just won't fade

Water puts out the fire
And the years ease the burn
Here it goes, old man

I’m not lying, I’ve cried, I’m a man and it’s tough
What I’ve been through
I cry for my people, those taken by death
Who’ve been taken away

And with the present, Mayo and his crew
Also with El Chapo
They still consider me, and even though I’m absent
My legacy lives on

Old Fonseca
Businessman
I also made a deal
With Cochiloco
And I carry in my soul my beloved children

Harvests and paths of old roads
Of a strong destiny
Failures and cases of some gringos
Of great prestige

And I kept fighting like a family
On a single path
And the war and envy weren’t ingredients
So well recognized

Steadfast in business
Respect for partners
Loyalty and strength
Honor to the enterprise
And to kill, you gotta use your head