La Estampa Del Escorpión
Los Huracanes del Norte
The Stamp of the Scorpion
From the sky came a shooting star
With wings and a motor
Its force raised dust
That even put out the fire
With a Colombian accent
A greeting was heard
The hand of a Mexican
Gave him a briefcase
With American bills
Several packs of a million
The deal is closed, my brother
The dust is on the plane
It comes in crystalline rock
The amount he ordered
If the market is demanding
They will be pleased today
The cartel that manufactures it
Has stamped a scorpion on it
The trucks squatted down
The plane was emptied
They said goodbye with a hug
Say hi to the boss for me
And they went their separate ways
The area was left alone
The tracks of those tires
The wind already erased them
The Chihuahua desert
Found out about all this
It watched the shooting star rise
And got lost in the sky
The curious thing about the scene
Is that they were dressed in black
With golden initials
From the waist to the neck
Don't ask about any of this
He who knows less lives more
