Aya in the poplar ranch
Near Baldiita Guato
There is a small pantheon
On the banks of the river
Where the remains rest
Of the young Mario Portillo
To that panten often
It looks very nice to arrive
To a girl in black
What flowers are you going to bring her?
And she cries at the foot of her grave
Without being able to console
They left Los Angeles
He and his beloved girlfriend
They came from buying donuts
Very soon they would get married
But when they arrived in Oregon
The young man I lost my life
On May 19
I completed 20 years
On June 29
The wedding was noted
But I did not know that death
In Sonora I expected it
It was in the year 85
On May 31
He always liked it
Running very hard in his car
But a heavy pipe
The passage had been closed to him
Goodbye my dear girlfriend
Oh, you will be very sad
You will always remember me
For how much I loved you
For the unforgettable time
That we were both happy....................

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