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I am grateful to my father
for the advice that he knew how to give me in life
today my mind remembers those passages
when I walk with him through cornfields
I am the child who was held by the hand
I am the son of Mr. Coquio Castro...
Today the pillars continue with that firmness
today I am in control I am the one at the head
well, the inheritance continues to march ahead
I know about the land, about the sowing, and about the accounts
I will be very young but no one is going to tell me
I brought the school and taught ±ance of a great...
I give my hand and I don't go around collecting favors
because I am a man who has grown up with values
I already bring that humility from birth
the Being ordinary is not my nature...
Here is an angel and his wings have grown
because we are Castro, here the blood calls us
new generations arrive at the company
I have a fourth and we are on the third
but without a doubt we provide good support
my uncle Arturo and another one they call Chacho...
Between the spokes you can hear key numbers
I'm not a gangster here, don't come and get involved
but San Judas can already be seen in the streets
and one with glasses zooming through Juárez
I thank him for always being with me
we are family and at the same time I am your friend...
There is no more work, let's go for business
it's hot, I'm craving beers
they see me drinking with the band playing
like my dad Coquio Castro did...