Pancho y Arturo
Les contaré otra historia
De venganza
De tantas que hay
Otra vez le amargaron la vida
A una familia en Culiacán
Dice el dicho que la venganza
No tiene fecha de vencimiento
Y este es el corrido de mi carnal
Pancho me gritó fuerte
Pero no alcance a reaccionar
Y las balas entraron
Por la ventana del carro de atrás
Quise abrir la puerta
Pero se me atoro el cinturón
Ni la pistola alcance
Pa' acabarla de chingar
Pancho corrió a la banqueta
Tirándoles con la Glock
Se escondió atrás de una camioneta
Pero vacío el cargador
Y de lejos miro como las balas
Atravesaron el carro
Y mi cuerpo rebotaba sin control
Pancho juro vengarme aquel día
Ya han pasado 10 años
Y aún sigue abierta esa herida
Pero el día 9 de enero
Le volvió la sonría
(Uuytu jujua, así nomás compa)
Pancho se enteró que Arturo
Salío libre del penal
Y que lo echaron del otro lado
Dicen que en Tijuana esta
Quiere recibirlo en persona
Como se merece
Y recordarle lo que me hizo
Allá por Culiacán
Arturo creció en las calles
Solo sin mamá y papá
Entre las drogas y los maleantes
¿Dónde creen que iba a parar?
¿Ustedes creen que iba a perdonarme?
Si no tuvo madre
Aquí se echó a la bolsa unos pesos
Para irme a matar
Mucho gusto soy Francisco
Y te ofrezco mi perdón
Hace 10 años hiciste algo
Y siempre te guarde rencor
Tu asesinaste a mi hermano
Y tal vez ni te acuerdes
Yo si te perdono
Pero mi 45 no
Arturo pelo los ojos, confundido
Y antes de abrir la boca
Le atravesó la cara un tiro
Ya mi alma está descansando
Gracias a Panchito
Pancho and Arturo
I will tell you another story
Of revenge
Of the many that exist
Once again they made life bitter
For a family in Culiacán
The saying goes that revenge
Has no expiration date
And this is the ballad of my brother
Pancho shouted loudly at me
But I couldn't react in time
And the bullets entered
Through the back window of the car
I tried to open the door
But my seatbelt got stuck
I couldn't even reach the gun
To make matters worse
Pancho ran to the sidewalk
Shooting with the Glock
He hid behind a truck
But the magazine was empty
And from afar I watched as the bullets
Pierced through the car
And my body bounced uncontrollably
Pancho swore to avenge that day
It's been 10 years
And that wound is still open
But on January 9th
He smiled again
(Part in Spanish: Uuytu jujua, just like that, buddy)
Pancho found out that Arturo
Was released from prison
And was sent to the other side
They say he's in Tijuana
He wants to welcome him in person
As he deserves
And remind him of what he did to me
Back in Culiacán
Arturo grew up on the streets
Alone without a mother and father
Among drugs and criminals
Where do you think he would end up?
Do you think he would forgive me?
If he had no mother
He pocketed some money
To come and kill me
Nice to meet you, I'm Francisco
And I offer you my forgiveness
10 years ago you did something
And I always held a grudge
You killed my brother
And maybe you don't even remember
I forgive you
But not my .45
Arturo widened his eyes, confused
And before he could speak
A shot pierced his face
Now my soul is at rest
Thanks to little Pancho