Chorizo Hampon
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His name is Antonio, they call him Tony
And at night he kills and steals without remorse
Sometimes he runs, and I'm not lying
So fast that sometimes he almost touches the wind
He's trying to repent
But it's easier for a rich man to reach heaven
I don't wait for you anymore, he says, I don't love you anymore
Maybe tomorrow you'll look for me and find me dead
He only asked me to please
Bring this letter here
To read it to you with love
And that's what he wrote
He told you
Stand firm, be a woman
Don't wait for me, dawn is coming
The deal we had is over
Politically speaking
It was late, at night
I told him let's go
He replied I'll stay just a little longer
I was warned he was singing, as they took him prisoner
Humming, Manuel Alfaro's song
His name is Antonio, they call him Tony
And at night he kills and steals without remorse
Sometimes he runs, and I'm not lying
So fast that sometimes he almost touches the wind
He's trying to repent
But it's easier for a rich man to reach heaven
I don't wait for you anymore, he says, I don't love you anymore
Maybe tomorrow you'll look for me and find me dead
Here I am
I'm Toño, Chorizo, a criminal by profession
Like my father and my thief grandfather
The tradition was not lost
My short knife is my companion
If they mess with me, I'll put it on anyone
I walk calmly, I have my weapon
If you don't mess with me, there's no drama
In my territory, I'm the demon
Blood, knife, I kill and mourn
Boom, bam, well, what's up?
You had to just pass by
I didn't want it, Mr. Usía, but the police arrived just in time
There were four of them and only one of me
I'm alive and they're none
Enough! Why are you hitting me?
Don't go crazy
I haven't done anything to you
I pull out the trigger
Cuts come, cuts go
Boom!
And there the mess was left
Dear mommy, mommy
Dear mommy, mommy
Mommy, mommy
Dear mommy, mommy
Dear mommy, I want you to know
That by reading this letter, it's the pure truth
I'm a prisoner, I'm behind bars
I don't know when I'll be free
His name is Antonio, they call him Tony
And at night he kills and steals without remorse
Sometimes he runs, and I'm not lying
So fast that sometimes he almost touches the wind
He's trying to repent
But it's easier for a rich man to reach heaven
I don't wait for you anymore, he says, I don't love you anymore
Maybe tomorrow you'll look for me and find me dead
