Lyrics of Don Arturo - Calibre 50

Don Arturo (original)

La desición fue tomada
Y Don Arturo era de palabra
Iba a pelearles, estaba claro
Al puro estilo Badiraguato
Que se entregara, nunca hizo caso
No me alcanzaron los santos
Para topar a un mundo de guachos
En Cuernavaca temblo la tierra
Por el que iban no era cualquiera
Casi por nadien un beltrán leyva
Don Arturo fue el primero
Y se le puso el pecho a las balas
Fueron cayendo, uno por uno
Se escucha un grito, que viva El Barbas
Era Chalito por la ventana
¡Y puro Calibre 50 pariente!
¡Aah!
Tampoco se fueron lizos
Nos los llevamos entre las patas
Y se fue uno, otros que siete
De todos modos, nunca la pierde
No dicen todo, no les conviene
Así es la vida del hombre
Cuando te envuelve la vida recia
Ganas y pierdes, lo más seguro
Todo es incierto, y más el futuro
Eran palabras de Don Arturo

(translation)

The decision was made
And Don Arturo was of word
He was going to fight them, it was clear
In the pure Badiraguato style
That he gave himself up, he never paid attention
The saints did not reach me
To bump into a world of guachos
In Cuernavaca the earth trembled
The one they were going for was not just anyone
Almost for nobody a beltrán leyva
Don Arturo was the first
And he put his chest to the bullets
They were falling, one by one
A cry is heard, long live El Barbas
He was Chalito by the window
And pure Caliber 50 relative!
aah!
They weren't smooth either
We take them between the legs
And one left, other than seven
Anyway, he never loses her
They don't say everything, it doesn't suit them
This is the life of man
When the tough life surrounds you
You win and lose, the safest
Everything is uncertain, and more so the future
They were words of Don Arturo