Mexicali caloron is the desert
which by the way was in April
when my friend Chalo was born
in his childhood that I couldn't tell you
I'm going to tell you about the morrillo
that he walked through those streets
by Hidalgo and Esperanza
by the towns and the huts
how many lawsuits did not arise there
I have respected friends and my brothers
always jumped around my
my children are the reason for my joy
and for my life and my beginnings
the pride of their father
I am very strong I do not bend easily
and in My mind goes to the memory
of a great being who was my mother
she went ahead to the other life
the farewell was sad
but I know that soon I will look at her again
and I saw a dream with the day
that I would caress my chubby girl again.
(Mexicali ay nomas)
I am Don Chalo and in the glycol
he was born and if you ask
about the neighborhood in la seguille you are welcome
my nephews have always been with me
and even though they don't have their father
because of the old man they are within reach
life's decisions
who goes down and who goes up
and in seconds things happen they can change
he is forging his destiny
at a steady pace although he is
where he is
from the support I know very well that I am not alone
comrade Luis and compa Toni
they are hotly rolling up their sleeves
the black man and Josesillo are within reach
the Rubencillo comes, he knows that he counts
with me always
my boss in black ink
my last name my legend
''I'm Don Chalo'' and that's how it will stay
and listening to this corrido
I'm partying
let them sing it again.