Me Matan, Limón!

As soon as the storm subsided
he forgot
the promises made
again!
They kill me, Lemon!
Sons of bitches, Lemon!
The block comes over the roofs
again!
Oh, again!
Oh, again!
The two pass... / Betraying him,
just the two... / betraying him at two
in the afternoon and an ugly mosquito buzzes.
I'm bleeding, Lemon! / Dear father of
They got me, Lemon! / our poor ones who
bleed through the roofs like you, Lemon.
Oh, again!
Oh, again!
He could never cry,
nor dream when sleeping,
but he knows that at two it's already late.
The whole block, Lemon, / Our people, no,
dance and sing, my God! / don't want to hear
cumbias and cruel merengues again!
Oh, again!
Oh, again!
Oh, again!
Oh, again!