Of the most humble people there is history
that marks, but they do not write themselves
this one was born in the mountains of Sinaloa
where the mere mata is and will remain in many memories
the man who embraced the blue of the sky
and took his first steps, at the guisiopa ranch. As a child, asaderas was sold
to help his beloved mother
walking among the ranches grew
and he learned from life, things he didn't know
he became a man and continued with the trade
pure product of the hill, what Juanjo sold himself
He learned from great, a good talent
intelligent, calm and very discreet
in weight in the ranks of Pedro Aviles
I work with Miguel Felix and also for Don Neto
friend the man of Caro Quintero
from Don Mayo and Juaquin and now what do I tell you?
Bullets and work don't go together
blue for everyone is the color of truce
just with words he appeased everything
br/>he calmed storms, he got along with anyone
he knew how to handle the government
his brain is to be envied, he made firewood on the borders
Green glues and a sticky rubber
They were gentlemen from where Jose Esparragosa was
the gueros look for him, they can't find them
it's an eleven rod shirt, for me they don't even touch it
he is accused of putting the American union by the ton
drugs that they themselves buy
They are Don Juan's passages along his path
and in his memory, Juan Ignaciano Rosalio
blue blood is of humility and strength
Sinaloense for heritage, remember what I tell you
do not forget the people of the mountains
who despite their poverty, manage to change their destiny

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