There were several days of terror, the streets were lonely,
You could not see the troops
They circulated several trucks in convoy, if they ask, I'm just a spokesman
And here I will relate what happened
In a very old book it says clearly, there will be lawsuits, there will be war, the thing got ugly
And there is no way, not even to avoid, several casualties are reported by the radios
They are lucky, those who can tell
You can look at panic in people, their eyes reflect fear
Nobody goes to the border, it's hot, they say in the news
It seems that there is nobody in the city,
Only a lot of armed race that wants to fight
People do not stop asking, what happened to the government, where is it
(Hechele compa Jeovani, so old viejon,
Let the counterweight feel
Pure mischievous of the sierra)
For a moment, the noise was no longer heard,
But the taste did not last after a few minutes
Once again the goat horns were heard, nor can the children attend the school
Just put on weight the kilo
A brand identifies the commands,
How they wanted and each other they were looking for
They plotted the times they ran into each other, that's what makes the people angry
They say, why not fight in another side
They say that everything is solved, that the mafia was fixed
Others say that this is going to get ugly, that the worst is approaching
There is a book where the details come,
They wrote it long ago with words, not with keys
What works, it's worth more than finding out,
Meanwhile, there's nothing to walk on the street.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)