Pacto Entre Caballeros

He wasn't over twenty
The oldest of the three boys
Who came to mug me last month

Grant us a bit
And don't act brave
I get very nervous if I get angry

They caught me with ten five-hundred bills
And an Omega watch
With a kitchen knife at my throat
But the cross-eyed one realized
And said to me: Hey, buddy
You look like that Sabina guy who sings

It was any night
It could have been the thirteenth
What does it matter? It could have been Tuesday
I only know that sometimes
When you least expect it
The devil goes and takes your side

This encounter needs to be wet
With a bottle of beer
Comrades before the rooster crows
Calm down, dude, sorry
And a drink to celebrate
The three were high on horse

To an American bar
They took me by force
They didn't let me pay for a round
They controlled three hookers
But they saved for me
The charms of Maruja, the horny one

We got really drunk
With beer and joints
They stopped themselves from taking something stronger
We took some photos
In a photo booth in three minutes
We look like the death squad

Protected by the Moon
They borrowed a car
They left me at my place and disappeared
Through the veins of the night
Wrap yourself up and make us one
Nice verse of yours, they shouted

They returned me intact
With a wink, my money
The chain, the wallet, and the watch
I, who always keep a pact
When it's between gentlemen
I had to write them this song

Today in the newspaper
The face of the tallest one came
I hadn't seen him since that day
He was escaping from the assault
To a millionaire's mansion
And the police were waiting for him at the door
A lot, a lot of police