I want to stand in hell,
And teach the fangs to death
Give the letters my way, if I can
And I have never trusted myself with luck
My cocktails fall again in the palenque
I bring a tapado, for ?? El Giro ?? of San Marcos
They bury for free, let's go dying later
They just tell me the ticket we played
How the heart frolic when a gallazo
He sings proudly proclaiming that he has won
When I lose, I pay and ask for the rematch
My tight challenge and does not respect capped
Free knife, so that you do not fatigue
Because I've been following a caponera for a long time
And do not be surprised if I die in a palenque
My prieto is a rooster that has sung anywhere
There are three loves, those that cheer my existence
A bay wolf and my darned darling
And an old lady who gives me her blessings,
The ones that take care of me when I go out on the roads
How the heart frolic when a gallazo
He sings proudly proclaiming that he has won
When I lose, I pay and ask for the rematch
My tight challenge and does not respect capped
Only among all we can make this a better place :)