Con Los Trapos Caminando

Walking with the rags
They saw us everywhere
Running from the police
And that vigilant rooster
I left my life to you
I left my soul to you
The band was present
In good times and bad

Thanks to the players
For giving us the victory
Now the frigate wants
To sail in the first division
Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh
Come on come on come on come on Brown
Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh
Come on come on come on come on Brown