Los Tres Estados
Los Comanches de Navojoa
The Three States
State of Sinaloa
From Chihuahua and Sonora
That dividing line so desolate
There the bandit began
To do his dirty deeds
Desiderio Burgos was
A man who got into everything
A tracker and poppy grower
A profession he enjoyed
The state police
Could never touch him
Roberto Cruz complained
As he was the most affected
Desiderio, how dare you
You're going to ruin my livestock
With what eagerness he'd hang him
If only I could catch him
Anselmo and Chalito Hurtado
Caught him in Chihuahua
From Santa Rosa to the summit
They took his cattle
And heading towards the border
Desiderio had fled
Desiderio returns a year later
To step foot in the three states
Death accompanied him
Hardly had he arrived
They set a trap for him
And shot him dead
The affected ones ask
Who had killed him
The opposition answers
With bullets that rang out
Let's have a drink
To the health of those gunshots
