El Zapata

You could hear the gunfire
Where the stones are clear
And besides all those bullets
Feelings were unleashed
Escorting that casket
I don’t even know how many armored
Because the man was resting
They were sending off the zapata

Up front in the caravan
A fine horse was dancing
They called him the centaur
And he was the one who always rode
A little horn was left alone
Bin Laden was his nickname
I had never seen at a wake
So much gear and so much support

I give many thanks to you, brother-in-law Archivaldo
Alfredito and also to Ratón, his brother
For the risk they took
And the army they gathered
The night they held my wake

I really appreciate you, brother
I know it wasn’t in your hands
You moved heaven, sea, and earth
To keep me from leaving
But God had called me
The 24 stays in charge
You were always my backup
7 and 8 are in charge

The family is still going strong
There’s so much to fight for
That little ranch in the woods
Where I became strong and noble
That’s where I took my first steps
Also my last moments
With my old folks by my side
Like when I was a kid

My children, I hope I taught you well
Don’t cry, mom, I’m with my brothers
From whom I least expected
A great support was given to me
Thank you very much, I was the zapata