El Gato Felix
Los Tigres del Norte
The Felix Cat
I'm going to sing a corrido
From someone I knew
Distinguished journalist
He was feared for his pen
From Tijuana to Madrid
They called him Felix the Cat
Because he was heard saying
That was like felines
That had seven destinies
And I had to fulfill them
He arrived from Choix, Sinaloa
That was his homeland
But he stayed in Tijuana
Because he felt like it
And he wanted to help in some way
With what I wrote in the diary
The government trembled
ABCdiario is over
A rosary of threats
ZETA made it popular
With a brave pen
He pointed out corruption
He always helped people
And more than two presidents
They paid attention to him
In a treacherous way
The Cat's end came
Once and for all
On a racehorse
Death ran to win
Felix the Cat has already died
They are already taking him to be buried
It will be one more on the list
Of brave journalists
That's how they wanted to silence
To you Héctor Félix Miranda
I dedicate my song to you
But don't be worried
The brave one is already there
That will take your place
