Vencedores Vencidos

And now I shoot because it's my turn
in this time of white plumage
A mute with your voice, and a blind man like me
Victorious vanquished!

You have escaped!
I turn into smoke!
Sound the alarm!
General rehearsal for the current alarm,
riot police theater.

My anatomy breaks crazy
with the humor of the survivors
of a mute with your voice
of a blind man like me
Victorious vanquished!

Reading newspapers in a Turkish bath
fogging up Ray-Bans, chewing on a bone
your dog, a cruel dog
with the habit of not being satisfied with the remains.
Overjero resting in a black cloak!
General rehearsal for the current farce,
riot police theater.

In this roll of dust monkeys
we lost track for a few minutes
a couple more monkeys (some earthlings)
Victorious vanquished!
Good luck! And more than luck! (without alarm...)
I run to see what the tribe of my street writes on my wall.
The gang of my street!