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Legado Meza

Como recuerdo la casa
Cleto no te pasa lo mismo carnal
Cuando llevaba las vacas
Al arroyo andaba junto con mi apa
Recuerdo a los viejos, el rancho, mis tiempos,
Mi niña como esta
La quisiera mirar
Y abrazar y pedirle perdon
Por no haberla podido chiquiar...

Nachito no te me aguites
Se que estas muy triste
Pero hay que aguantar
Aqui el tiempo se detiene
Pero si nos duele
No poder estar
Festejo, reuniones, momentos
Que valen millones sin dudar
La familia, mi apa
Con mi ama y mis hijos
Que llevo en el alma
Hasta la eternidad...

-Durango, Tijuana, Chicali, Encenada
Riquezas me daban
-Que un tiempo pude disfrutar
Si las pudiera cambiar
-Por mi vida regresar

Yo no llegue a viejo
Se me acabo el tiempo
Siempre fui parejo
Pero esque no quizo volar
No deje de acelerar
La trisilla no dio mas...

Entiendo bien de lo que hablan
Ahi los escuchaba
Y quiero mencionar
Cuando en vida me apoyaban
Mi orgullo me daba
Poder ayudar
Cruzar con los gueros
Negocios serteros
Sin nunca titubiar

Guadalupe aqui esta
Siempre lial
Pero extraño escuchar a mis hijos
Me digan papa

-Es correcto primo Memo
Tu hermano el peludo
Aqui nos recivio
-Porque por unos tacuaches
Tu te adelantaste
Luego segui yo
-Bajo el contrabando
No hay numeros altos
Y asi creo que es mejor
-La envidia fue fatal
Mas mortal que las balas
De gringos de guachos
Y la federal...

Me quize quedar
Las tierras sembrar
En Durango estar
La cosecha no hiba nada mal
Tambien la queria exportar
Cleto me hiba a asesorar

Y les di aventuras
Siertas travesuras
Algo de fortuna
Que en la vida pude lograr
Derecho pa negociar
Una virtud familiar

Hay les encargamos
A primos y hermanos
Cuiden el legado
-Que todavia hay Meza pa mas
Aunque los quiera abrazar
Tardense mucho en llegar...

Meza Legacy

How I remember the house,
Cleto, doesn't the same happen to you, brother?
When I took the cows
To the stream, I was with my dad.
I remember the old folks, the ranch, my times,
My girl, how is she?
I would like to see her
And hug her and ask her forgiveness
For not having been able to spoil her...

Nachito, don't get discouraged,
I know you're very sad,
But we have to endure.
Here time stands still,
But it hurts us
Not to be able to be there.
Celebrations, gatherings, moments
That are worth millions, without a doubt.
My family, my dad,
With my mom and my children
Whom I carry in my soul
For all eternity...

-Durango, Tijuana, Mexicali, Ensenada
Gave me riches
-That I was able to enjoy for a time.
If I could exchange them
-For my life back.

I didn't get old,
My time ran out.
I was always fair,
But it just didn't want to fly.
I didn't stop accelerating,
The motorcycle gave out...

I understand well what they're talking about,
I listened to them there,
And I want to mention
When they supported me in life.
It gave me pride
To be able to help.
Crossing with the Americans,
Land deals,
Without ever hesitating.

Guadalupe is here,
Always loyal,
But I miss hearing my children
Call me dad.

-That's right, cousin Memo,
Your brother, El Peludo,
Received us here.
-Because for some possums,
You went ahead,
Then I followed.
-Under smuggling,
There are no high numbers,
And I think that's better.
-Envy was fatal,
More deadly than the bullets
Of gringos, cops,
And the feds...

I wanted to stay,
To sow the lands,
To be in Durango.
The harvest wasn't going bad at all.
I also wanted to export it,
Cleto was going to advise me.

And I gave them adventures,
Certain mischiefs,
Some fortune
That I was able to achieve in life.
Straight to negotiate,
A family virtue.

We entrust to you,
Cousins and brothers,
Take care of the legacy.
-There's still enough Meza for more,
Although I want to hug you,
Take a long time to arrive...