El Puño de Polvo
Los Tucanes de Tijuana
The Fistful of Dust
When I die I don't want
To take a fistful of earth
I want a fistful of dust
And a box of bottles
But they must be buchanas
And the dust must be rayna
When I'm in the beyond
I will try to my friends
To invite them all
To a pleasant sigh
And we'll have a party
So Chalino can sing to us
When they are burying me
Start this song
With tambora or norteño
It doesn't matter, I'm not small
I will imagine
That I'm in a grand hall
There's no need to fear death
It's very natural
We are born to die
And also to kill
Or don't tell me that you
Haven't killed an animal
Friends say
