Operativo Guasanga

To death my respect, listen well to what I say
I had to live very tough with Cholo paying right away
For him, I died fighting, defending the little guy

Special group arrived, supposedly the most prepared
In search of that man they call El Chapo
Like a true gentleman, I started shooting

Vest, horn, and a ready beret for the patrol
Operation Guasanga at the service of the gang
Those who were too cocky, I chased them at gunpoint

I spent time in Guamúchil, and passed through Angostura
Mocorito, not to mention, I confronted several
With an intimidating demeanor, that's how I navigated

Cities, ranches, and hills, I carry my calf in my mind
I left a nice memory, from heaven I see it
We lasted three years together, a true falcon

I am the son of Coyo and brother of the white boy
That's what my ballad says that my friend Marco sang to me
See you later, young ones, I enjoyed flying

Listening to the little boat, I now begin my retreat
Planes flying over my coffin
They bid farewell very elegantly to the son of an armed eagle

Forgive me, mother, for causing you pain
I liked this life, you have to resign yourself
I missed my brother, also my father
The three of us from heaven, we will take care of you

He bids farewell singing
His elegant friend