Don Arturo

The decision was made
And Don Arturo was a man of his word
He was going to fight them, it was clear
In the pure Badiraguato style
He never listened to surrender

The saints didn't reach me
To face a world of scoundrels
In Cuernavaca the earth trembled
For the one they were after was no ordinary man
Almost by no one a Beltrán Leyva

Don Arturo was the first
And he faced the bullets head-on
They fell, one by one
A shout is heard, long live the beards
It was Chalito through the window

And pure Caliber 50, relative! Aah!

They didn't get away unscathed either
We took them down
And one went, others like seven
Anyway, they never lose
They don't say everything, it's not convenient for them

That's the life of a man
When tough life envelops you
You win and lose, that's for sure
Everything is uncertain, especially the future
Those were the words of Don Arturo