El Gato Felix

I'm going to sing a corrido,
about someone I knew...
Distinguished journalist,
feared for his pen,
from Tijuana to Madrid.

They called him Felix Cat,
because he was heard saying,
that he was like felines,
that he had seven destinies,
and he had to fulfill them.

He came from Choix, Sinaloa,
which was his homeland,
but he stayed in Tijuana,
because he felt like it,
and wanted to help in some way.

With what he wrote in the newspaper,
he made the government tremble,
the ABCdiario ended,
with a rosary of threats,
ZETA became popular.

With a brave pen,
he pointed out corruption,
he always helped people,
and more than Two Presidents,
paid attention to him.

In a treacherous way,
the end came to Felix Cat,
once and for all,
in a horse race,
death ran to win.

Felix Cat has died,
they are taking him to be buried,
he will be one more on the list,
of brave journalists,
who have been silenced this way.

To: Hector Felix Miranda,
I dedicate my song,
but don't worry,
the brave one is already around,
who will take your place.