Ya el sol asomaba en el poniente
Les Luthiers
The sun was already peeking in the west
The march 'The sun was already peeking in the west' composed by Colonel Musician Nepomuceno de Alfa, premiered at a camaraderie dinner at the 3rd Battalion of Arts, Crafts, and Logistics. The rallying cry heard at the beginning was the one led by Colonel de Cocina Lamberto Loplatto to the desserts, thanking on their behalf a custard with cream. The brilliant sound achieved, which does not seem to come from informal instruments but from a complete military band, was obtained by recording a complete military band.
COLONEL:
Soldiers, draw your swords!, once the swords are drawn, cut the enemy into pieces, pour out every last drop of blood, beat them well over a hail of fire and serve to the homeland or in the mold.
CHOIR:
The sun was already peeking in the west,
the condor was already soaring in the sky
and the glorious, heroic and brave homeland,
proclaims the oath of victory.
Shining swords are being prepared
to be launched into the liberating battle,
bronze bugles already threaten
the fierce invading whirlwind.
COLONEL:
Defense and victory, freedom and independence, triumvirate and avenue of the Incas!
CHOIR:
With their fierce cannons aiming
the enemy is already seen by the homeland.
Advancing towards our patriots
the savages are coming, damn I say,
and our heroes are already entering history
wielding inexorable justice
with muskets loaded with victory.
With stainless steel swords.
COLONEL:
To arms, to battle, to the...!
Cavalry mount and board!
Fire, gentlemen. Fire, who gives me fire?
At them, at them, those in khaki uniforms.
Platoon, advance. Not that way!
Platoon, about face
Don't you know how to return?
Rearguard ????
To the drumroll with honor ????
Rest!
Change partners!
The referee's hour!
CHOIR:
The roar of battle is already fading,
everywhere, the bitterness of death.
The hated enemy is already distinguished
hurrying away on the plain.
The fierce enemies have already departed,
the sound of their boots does not echo,
they passed over us and defeated us,
left us in defeat.
We lost, we lost, we lost again.
(album: Les Luthiers Volume III)
