dead a noble boy a lot of people we cried
I will tell you his name is called pains bouquets
the black sky looks in mourning we are
he was killed ala mala was seen by some lords
careless he was found traitors
they threw to burning clothes they were good shooters
on December 15 as wings 12 of the day
he was in his car, pains he did not feel
and mere in that way but that cruel cowardice
his brother Daniel is very sad and desperate
he missed lolo had never separated
will live from the memories of those past times
his special 38 always brought it to the hand
because he served the American government
that day they did not know it in advance
goodbye my father and my mother and my dear sisters
I'm leaving with Diosito and they took my life
I ask you from heart with music to fire me.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)