Mario Aguirre

For the taste a good horse
For the mafia seriousness
For the arenas a good rooster
Good style to command
It was such fine wood
No grips to break...

Mechanics and builders
Middle and high society
Businessmen and mobsters
Mario Aguirre is no longer here
He was noble, left us a legacy
His friendship when greeting..

The orchard is not the same anymore
The lemon is withered
The banana tree grew
Mario knew how to water it
So much that he was seen in a plane
He knew how to descend in clusters...

Lamber v. (executioner) calderon
And izmael z.g. (zambada garcia)
From big mountains and juancho
They saw him for the last time
He said goodbye with a handshake
And he left forever...

His roots spread out
And his friendship stood out
So thick was the tree
Who would have imagined
That from the barrel of a bullet
The one who went to knock it down..

The cartel is in mourning
Several arenas as well
And for the taste of the ash tree
We will never see him again
Compa emiliano and carillo
Mario Aguirre has left us