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One day, the twenty-eighth of January, how that date hurts me
When a truck followed Lamberto Quintero
I was heading to the salt flat just to go for a walk
They passed the reedbed while a friend was drinking beer iero told them
A truck doesn't follow, lamberto smiling said what the machine guns are for
Already close to salty, two are 15 roared and left an enemy dead
About lamberto
I would like it to be a story But gentlemen, it's true.
Let's go then.
An out-of-the-box happy and stuck man talking with his girlfriend
He was careless when some sharp weapons took his life away
Clinic Santa Maria, you are going to be my witness two days after his death
The horns of goats are plotting, 10 men fell there for those same reasons
Bridge that goes to Tierra Blanca, you who saw it happen
Remind them that they should remember Lamberto
I for one am sure that he is needed in Culiacan.
Thank you so race