Villete de Oro
Buenos Muchachos
Golden City
National shield
That you carry and make shine
It's art
The grace that you provoke
When you count, when you
You act out the story
Crying at dawn in the hotel
And friends call
Eyes to the window so as not to cut
To continue the conversation
When it is worth it, it is strong
It may hurt
Hitting with the truth
Without hurting between the three brave ones
Maybe he'll stumble again
Once again but this one is different
The fucking bitch who gave birth to him I tell God
To the one who squeezes a friend
You will see that when there is pain
When there is love
Your rope will fade away
Friendship changes and becomes
Stronger
And now it changes more and it is
Makes it stronger
By accepting
I didn't want to accept
And I left and
I cried
I cried
I cried
By accepting
