Claudio Bahena
Quiero que presten su atención mis camaradas
Por un momento voy a darles a saber
La triste historia que paso en el mes de agosto
Yo con tristeza y con dolor les cantaré
Era un día jueves un 30 como a las tres
Cuando la muerte se acercaba de un amigo
Pues ahí se hallaba tomando Claudio Bahena
En Atoyac con un hombre desconocido
Pues aquel hombre ya pensaba asesinarlo
Por qué le dijo que no lo fuera a dejar
Yo soy tu amigo y pa' probarte ten un trago
Y eso lo hacía para no darle a maliciar
Ya de salida paso a casa de Juan Gómez
Con mucho gusto consiguiendo la guitarra
Y Juan le dice pasa Claudio para dentro
Primero come ya está lista la guitarra
Claudio se mete y aquel se quedó en la puerta
Diciendo amigos traigo ganas de cantar
Canto un corrido y aquel quiso hacer segunda
Pero no pudo por qué no sabía cantar
Aquella gente que se hallaba en esa casa
Todos le hablaban rogando que no se fuera
Claudio ya es tarde y mira, está cayendo el agua
Hay que cuidarse, no crean que están en su tierra
Tomo el camino de la sierra pa' su casa
Por qué él vivía en ese barrio del rincón
El pobrecito ya no llegó a su dichosa
Lo asesino ese hombre infame sin razón
Luego que vieron que Claudio no aparecía
José Bahena vino a buscarlo a Atoyac
No lo encontró en ninguna casa conocida
Solo razones le decían lo vi pasar
Paso ese jueves, viernes, sábado y domingo
A que Raymundo y José no podían saber
Hasta ya el lunes como a la una de la tarde
Supo Raymundo que lo fuera a conocer
Se fue Raimundo a dónde dijeron que estaba
A conocerlo porque estaba muy deforme
Dice Raymundo al conocerlo que él era
Dios te perdone ahijado Claudio Bahena
Recibió parte el municipio de Atoyac
Fue el comandante y otros cuatro federales
Ellos dijeron que ahí fuera sepultado
Que era imposible que al campo santo llegaré
Vuela calandria de las alitas azules
Vete a Morelos pero regresa prontito
Vas y les dices a los padres de Bahena
Que su hijo se haya sepultado al pie de un chico
Claudio Bahena
I want my comrades to pay attention
For a moment I will let them know
The sad story that happened in the month of August
I will sing to you with sadness and pain
It was a Thursday, the 30th, around three
When death was approaching a friend
There was Claudio Bahena drinking
In Atoyac with an unknown man
That man was already planning to kill him
Because he told him not to leave
I am your friend, have a drink to prove it
And he did that to not raise suspicion
He then went to Juan Gómez's house
Happily getting the guitar
And Juan said, 'Come in, Claudio'
'First eat, the guitar is ready'
Claudio went in and the man stayed at the door
Saying, 'Friends, I feel like singing'
He sang a ballad and the man wanted to join
But he couldn't because he didn't know how to sing
The people in that house
All spoke to him, begging him not to leave
Claudio, it's late and look, it's raining
You have to be careful, don't think you're in your land
He took the path to the mountains to his house
Because he lived in that corner of the neighborhood
The poor guy never made it to his beloved
That infamous man killed him without reason
After Claudio didn't show up
José Bahena came to look for him in Atoyac
He didn't find him in any known house
Only reasons told him they saw him pass by
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday passed
Raymundo and José couldn't know
Until Monday around one in the afternoon
Raymundo found out he was going to meet him
Raymundo went to where they said he was
To meet him because he was very deformed
Raymundo said upon meeting him that he was
God forgive you, godson Claudio Bahena
The municipality of Atoyac was informed
The commander and four federal officers
They said he should be buried there
That it was impossible to reach the cemetery
Fly, little blue-winged lark
Go to Morelos but come back soon
Go and tell Bahena's parents
That their son was buried at the foot of a hill