How are you, Javier? Everything's 100 here
So nice to hear you, I hope that you're well
What do the people say over there in Culiacán
Your folks ask when you'll be back
Do you remember that Spanish colt
How good he is for dancing, he turned out a great horse
How I miss the ranch and the smell of grass
Sleeping in the fields under the stars
The days when I walked along the trails
With my long guns combing the sierra
Kicking up dust while guarding my land
A band that welcomes me
A hug that heals my wounds
The bad times already passed
I'm Javier and I've returned because now
I'm eager and it's not because I'm old
I've got the urge to work, and not the straight way
Don't find it strange, I swear this is my year
That if I come back, I come back for the command
Javiercito tells you that
Javier Torres from the plains
Pure Calibre 50, my friend
The days when I walked along the trails
With my long guns combing the sierra
Kicking up dust while guarding my land
A band that welcomes me
A hug that heals my wounds
The bad times already passed
I'm Javier and I've returned because now
I'm eager and it's not because I'm old
I've got the urge to work, and not the straight way
Don't find it strange, I swear this is my year
That if I come back, I come back for the command
Javiercito tells you that
Javier Torres from the plains