El M1

He gets off the pavement
Carrying a well-armed command
They go through dirt roads
The cars all dusty
Sometimes I see him calm
Sometimes accelerated

It depends on the rush
It depends on the reason
They just touch his crest
He jumps like a fighting cock
And the spur carries a knife
To slash the enemy

I'm going to tell you his name
Why beat around the bush
He is Manuel Torres Félix
First and last name sound
His friends greet him
And those who don't turn away

He goes by the name M1
He supplies from the MZ
The JT protects him
From wherever he is
And also the M2
He jumps if one day it's needed

Manuel defies danger
He has faced death
When they have tried to reach him
The M1 has ambushed
And he returns fire
When they have tried to attack him

By radio by cell phone
Always well connected
Where the points are
Where the boom is passing
And be careful, traitors
Because I'm everywhere