Mi Más Bello Error
Los Capos de Mexico
My Most Beautiful Mistake
In Morelia Michoacan, we got drunk
We headed to Numaran, that's where the craziness began
I remember at the party we filled up the coolers
We nailed guns and horns, and a lot of craziness
We passed through Reyes, on our way to Santa Clara
With our mouths asleep, and drinking Buchanan's
Like a devil, we passed through Huacana
Churo and Choromusco, we extended the party
We continued the party with the other one in Uruapan
Sleepless, there were people from Aguililla
From Tepeque and La Ruana, from the orange grove of Chila
They arrived at the party, Loma Blanca and Caracuato
Everyone was wasted
The atmosphere was great, we were well stocked
A shootout started, to the tune of good corridos
People were drinking non-stop, and between sighs
The engines roared, and we disappeared
In Tacambaro we boarded a Yukon from the year
And we roamed around Turicato partying
Drunk as hell, really wasted but still going
That's how we woke up, crazy and hyped
In Morelia Michoacan, we got drunk
We headed to Numaran, that's where the craziness began
I remember at the party we filled up the coolers
We nailed guns and horns, and a lot of craziness
