El Tigre Millán (feat. Mario Bustos)

Pockmarked from smallpox
Pretty dark-skinned
Hair all messed up
Just like some weed

A deep mask
On his broken face
Gave him the look
Of a tough guy

With a rough character
Strong and built
He faced danger
Like a brave titan

Never knew fear
Not even in front of death
Because he was a real man
The tiger Millán

Poor tiger
That one night
On the Alsina bridge
Two cowards
Took him out by surprise

He was a tough guy, one of those
Well feared
Like the sharp tip
Of a knife

Bad luck, poor tiger
Always had
With issues of betrayal
And love

For he wasn't good-looking
And tragically caught up
With the woman he adored
Who never loved him back
And in the end, she betrayed him

They say that one night
He roared like a beast
In a brawl
That’s still talked about today

Swinging his axe
It was a storm
He showed his courage
Overcoming a gang

It seems unbelievable
That men of his kind
Always die at the hands
Of a lowly coward

Today the kids
Remember you, tiger
And that coward
Cries for her betrayal