La montonera

Two hundred pounds in gold
They drank in champagne
Two hundred pounds in gold
They drank in champagne

Juan the damn biker and Mr. Clear Barragan
Juan the damn biker and Mr. Clear Barragan
Who picked up the cuckoo, was Father Chuman
Who picked up the cuckoo, was Father Chuman

It was to give to the poor, who let themselves be bent
It was to give to the poor, who let themselves be bent

Here comes the rebel group, Chuman comes to the center
Burning sugarcane fields for Tuman's planting

Here comes the rebel group, Chuman comes to the center
Burning sugarcane fields for Tuman's planting

At the bottom of the sea a whale sighed
And in its sighs it said the one who dries it fills it

Here comes the rebel group, Chuman comes to the center
Burning sugarcane fields for Tuman's planting

Here comes the rebel group, Chuman comes to the center
Burning sugarcane fields for Tuman's planting