El Viejo
La Banda Del Manya
The Old Man
The band came really crazy, Because they came to cheer you on
I don't give a shit anymore if you lose or if you win
We follow you everywhere, we want to see you as champion
Drinking a liter of wine, smoking weed, I go with you
The band is walking down Ricaldoni towards the Centenario
If the 'bolso' asks for protection, he can't handle it because he's a coward
I ask you not to disappear, don't throw stones all your life
because when you see the 'manya', your marathon begins
'Bolso' chicken where are you going, you're a coward
I know very well that you don't want to look back
We already killed you in Posadas, a 'bolso' coward you never came to avenge
Oh carbonero carbone. Oh carbonero carbone.
