La Mafia Se Sienta En La Mesa
El Komander
The Mafia Sits at the Table
In a small town in Sicily
A man started things
He was the godfather in the family
And founded the cosa nostra.
From Italy to New York
He trafficked wine and tobacco
The mafia baptized him
He was the first boss of bosses.
He was the first boss of bosses.
In Colombia was Escobar
With power and money
From cocaine and nepstar
By sea and by the skies.
Platoclomo was his law
Formidable collecting debts
For some he was very cruel
And for others he is a legend.
And for others he is a legend.
In Mexico, several names are heard
The characters of Lampa
The eighties raged
And Don Neto was in control.
Together with Félix Gallardo
The Avilés and the Palma
The legacy of Carrillo
The Guzmán and the Zambada
The Guzmán and the Zambada.
Times of Ivan the Terrible
The famous Russian mafia
Pity is of no use
That's why they never use it.
Pure mafia warriors
Born to kill
The brotherhood of the Yacutza
They bring samurai blood.
They bring samurai blood.
The coldness of the Russian mafia
The efficiency of the Italian
From Colombia I want the cunning
And the courage of the Mexican.
The bosses have already met
And the enemies tremble
Respect, keep silent
For the mafia is at the table.
For the mafia is at the table.
In a small town in Sicily
A man started things
He was the godfather in the family
And founded the cosa nostra.
From Italy to New York
He trafficked wine and tobacco
The mafia baptized him
He was the first boss of bosses.
He was the first boss of bosses.
