El Nene

A taste of my blood
And as soon as they taste it, they die
Like an incomparable poison
Blood of the Vélez surname

How to forget that afternoon?
When I almost lost the kid
You couldn't see who was coming
Suddenly a Cheyenne arrives

The impacts hit the glass
Of my Super Duty truck
And I was thrown to the ground
From afar, there were detonations
It seemed like Call of Duty
I reviewed my life

You couldn't see who was coming
I kept looking for the kid
He didn't look through the dust
The nine no longer has bullets

My life passing and in my hand
My rosary hanging
Death was already calling me
Four impacts from a horned rifle
Reflected in my eyes
My life was saved

He was an incomparable old man
The kid with a fixed gaze
They almost got us, buddy
But they missed us

We burned rubber and headed for the hills
The Super Duty in gear
Nothing and no one can stop it
Like an RZR through dust and dunes
It took off like lightning
The kid was bleeding out

There it goes, buddy kid
To heaven, old man
Corridos, not bullshit, ah

No one can give me an answer
Hours pass, they know nothing
A thousand things go through my head
To find out what's happening, buddy

Give me a minute to talk to him
And see if he listens to who he prays to
I think I'm saying goodbye, buddy
With a broken voice, he tells me

My name may end here
Go, tell my mom I'm gone
And that there's no turning back
I leave you this horned rifle
So you comb the mountains well
And take care of Imelda for me

In the row of that mountain
Rest two graves with blood
You knew how to fight them
How to repay you, buddy?

I promise to comb the whole mountain
And build that little house
That you worked so hard for
See you around the corner
When the doves fly
I'll fight for what you dreamed