La Leyenda de Caro Quintero

How expensive it has been for the culprits
Who condemned me
Only the memories of ten commanders
Who played me badly

I remember my ranch, my beautiful cattle
My old horse
That old lady, who with all her soul
I truly miss her

My old friends, my people, my team
My dear brother, my chivo horn
Don Caro Quintero, son of Don Emilio

Humble blanket from La Noria ranch
From Badiraguato
My whitened hair, wrinkles are visible
But they are not in vain

And I enjoy the fang of experiences
That time has given me
I remember my partner in so many businesses
Don Félix Gallardo

Buffalo, Chihuahua, La Perla, my plaza
There in Costa Rica, I had many appointments
And being in love, that's something I can't shake off

I don't lie, I've cried, I'm a man and it's tough
For what I've been through
I cry for my people, those whom death
Has taken away

And with the present ones, El Mayo and his people
Just like El Chapo
They take me into account and even though I'm absent
My legacy continues

Old Fonseca, lord of businesses
I also made a deal with Cochiloco
And I carry in my soul my beloved children

Harvests and paths of old roads
Of strong destiny
Failures and cases of some gringos
What a great prestige

And I continued in the fight like a family
On a single path
War and envy were not ingredients
So recognized

Firm in businesses, respect for partners
Loyalty and strength, honor to the company
And to kill, you have to use your head