El Muerto
Los Fabulosos Cadillacs
The Dead
Witches' tale, burial gossip
The neighbors say: here comes the dead
He was from the neighborhood, grave without flowers
A poor devil with golden teeth
He appears alone in La Paternal
With his slow pace, it's unknown what he demands
Florián's words
were so pure that they made him levitate
The dead... oeo...
Dead in life by La Paternal, the 48, empty grave
With criminal desire, levitating he turned into fire and vanished
Madam, Madam, Satan!!!
Florián's words
were so pure that they made him levitate
The dead... oeo...
Here I grew up and died...before the neighborhood wasn't so violent
the dead trusted his people and in the skull...
They are watching over a prayer
Skull will live dead in life, reincarnation
with Mandinga the vice of making pacts
The dead... oeo...
