Sabas Lopez

My mouth tastes like blood
and I feel offended
they killed my little brother
the best of my friends.

Sadness is coming over me
because they mentioned my name
the way they killed him
is not manly to me.

I don't know if they were looking for him
but they caught him far away
they killed him from behind
over in Zihuatanejo.

Tomorrow I'll leave early
I'll go out to look for them
and they'll kill me or I'll kill them
because I'm also their brother.

If the devil appears to me
trying to defend them
just let him dress as a man
I'll wreck hell for him.

The time is coming
when we'll leave the myth
they killed Sabas Lopez
but his little brother remains.

I'll embroider a sarape
well trimmed with bullets
to show them that even a Lopez
is not hit in the back.

Serve me a crow broth
and a crab soup
they killed Sabas Lopez
over in Zihuatanejo.