El AV
Es serio y de buen porte
El señor que hoy mismo le estoy cantando
Sin visa y sin pasaporte
Cuando se iba para el norte usaba el de su hermano
Y así, forjando una historia
Buscándole pa'rriba y para abajo
Con el bíper en la bolsa
A toditos los gabachos se pasaba contestando
De Culiacán hasta Seattle
Tomó camino junto a sus hermanos
Larga distancia se oía
Toditita la familia se escuchaba saludando
Mientras iban y venían
Si generaban, iban a gastarlo
Recuerdo los años nuevos
Brillaba toda la calle Santos Degollado
Mientras se puso mal su padre
Se fueron rumbo a Culiacán
Llegaron solo a despedirlo
Ya no lo pudieron mirar
Recuerdo que en el 2005
Ya no se quiso regresar
Mejor le dio vuelta al destino
Pa hacer una vida normal
Ahí te va, apá
Felicidades, viejó
Puro Edición Especial
Cheyene 90 y Blanca
Paso en el centro y miro una muchacha
Al estilo sinaloense
De botas y de sombrero o tal vez texana
La enamoró y la visita
Era para el rancho de la Lapada
Ahí terminó su conquista
Y es cuando se fue pa'l norte junto a aquella dama
El hombre que les menciono
Lo ven sonriente, es de sangre liviana
AV son sus iniciales
Y como no agradecerle toda su enseñanza
Una Figther nuevecita
Una 7-9 es lo que más le encanta
Pero estar con su familia
Eso lo pone contento, y más con la plebada
Lo que es a veces el destino
A dos personas se llevó
A su hermano y a su sobrino
Extraña mucho a los dos
Más adelante le ha seguido
Y ahora tiene un gran motor
Como los que también de niño
Muchas veces los arregló
The AV
He's serious and well-dressed
The man I'm singing about today
No visa and no passport
When he headed north, he used his brother's
And so, crafting a story
Searching high and low
With the pager in his pocket
He was always answering all the gringos
From Culiacán to Seattle
He took the road with his brothers
Long distance was heard
The whole family was there, greeting
While they came and went
If they made money, they spent it
I remember New Year's
The whole Santos Degollado street was shining
While his father got worse
They headed to Culiacán
They arrived just to say goodbye
They couldn't see him anymore
I remember back in 2005
He didn't want to go back
He turned his fate around
To live a normal life
Here you go, Dad
Congratulations, old man
Pure Special Edition
Cheyenne 90 and Blanca
I pass through downtown and see a girl
In Sinaloan style
With boots and a hat or maybe a cowboy hat
He fell for her and visited
It was for the ranch in La Lapada
That's where his conquest ended
And that's when he went north with that lady
The man I'm talking about
You see him smiling, he's light-hearted
AV are his initials
And how can we not thank him for all his teachings?
A brand new Fighter
A 7-9 is what he loves the most
But being with his family
That makes him happy, especially with the crew
Sometimes that's how fate goes
It took two people away
His brother and his nephew
He misses them both a lot
Later on, he followed them
And now he has a great engine
Like the ones he used to fix
Many times as a kid.