Polvo Maldito
Por el Bravo y sus riveras
Cuanto corrido se ha escrito
Por Tamaulipas y Texas
Como hay hombres con delitos
Unos trafican la hierba
Otros el polvo maldito
Voy a cantarles un caso
Que en la historia ha de quedar
A un and traficante famoso
Lo acaban de liquidar
Lo mató su propio hijo
Sin poderlo remediar
En el condado de Hidalgo
Pago todos sus delitos
El gobierno americano
Mando sin saber a su hijo
A que fueran a aprenderlo
Los de la ley eran cinco
Llegando al punto preciso
Y le marcaron el alto
Pero rendirse no quiso
Y alcanzo a matar a cuatro
Pero al conocer a su hijo
Subió las manos en alto
No hubo tiempo de pensarlo
Aquel joven disparó
Y cuando iba a rematarlo
También lo reconoció
De rodillas y llorando
Perdóname le grito
¿Que quieres que te perdone?
Antes de morir le dijo
Anda a decir a la corte
Que tu no tienes delito
Que el culpable de este crimen
Ha sido el polvo maldito
Cursed Powder
By the Bravo and its banks
So many ballads have been written
About Tamaulipas and Texas
How many men have committed crimes
Some traffic in grass
Others in cursed powder
I'm gonna tell you a story
That will go down in history
About a famous drug dealer
Who just got taken out
His own son killed him
With no way to fix it
In Hidalgo County
He paid for all his crimes
The American government
Sent his son without knowing
To learn how to catch him
The law had five men
Arriving at the right spot
They signaled him to stop
But he refused to surrender
And managed to kill four
But when he saw his son
He raised his hands up high
There was no time to think
That young man fired
And when he was about to finish him off
He also recognized him
On his knees and crying
He shouted, "Forgive me!"
"What do you want me to forgive?"
He said before he died
"Go tell the court
That you have no crime
That the one guilty of this crime
Was the cursed powder"