El Señor de Las Montañas

Joaquín Loera
He is and will be
Fugitive from justice
The lord of the mountain also a boss in the city
Friend of the good friend
Enemy of enemies
Joyful and in love
That's Loera
He is and will be
That's why the blue of the sky
Protects him from afar
Even in cold or heat
Culiacán is hot
May is the most dangerous
Oh protection and attention

He is backed by a colonel
Not a military by rank
His father has inherited it
To my friend the colonel
Captains, generals, have not been able to remove him
Oh little guards and lieutenants
And there are also talibans
Who watch over him day and night
Mochomos clean paths
Where Joaquín walks
Colombia and Mexico admire
Will it be a stain or a line
What the tiger brings painted
In the end, it's already marked
He is a beast there in the mountains and also there in the jungle
He protects and if he wants, he attacks