Para El Rojo Por Favor

I come to see you since I was a kid
I always follow you everywhere

There is no reason, no results
That can separate us

The number 1 of Argentina
The one that always cheers everywhere
The Imperial Guard is celebrating and wants to win another round

And for the Red, please
A minute of silence
For bitter and cowardly

They went down to relegation
Never forget
That in the neighborhood, we watched over you

You saw me become champion again
And we took the cup from you