Orgullo Banderillero

I saw everything, since I live in your brain
I come from the Canary Islands, but here they call me Black
I smoke and celebrate
I boast about everything done
I take advantage and collect the harvest

It's better to leave it done than to leave it undone, and I will do it
Yes, the day before yesterday
Since I didn't give Caqui a choice between A and B
I threw his J'Haiber, turned him into a damn Chair Driver

Living decently in this hut
This is for my people, it's for all my street folks
Amazing stories, what do I say?, stories and legends
Keep pinching that acorn until you understand

I'm in every prisoner here in module three, that's right
Not in one, not in two, not in three, but three
No homo, no girls
I only fuck with angels, and sometimes with your woman

I won't be the one to kiss your scars
Motor systems that order you to paralyze
So I end the first season with 'For Sale'
Selling the soul to the devil, to Pinochet or Allende

I understand your fears and your worries
No, no girl, don't cry
Goodbye to 'Living Badly', the best
So a rain of buds, not of flowers
Shout: No, no, no woman, no cry
No, no, no woman, no cry

The true story of Jesús Blanco
I live in every cigarette in the tobacco shop
My smoke forms a cloak, I perfume and decorate it
I boast of my motto: Smoke together, die alone

Breaking the protocol, I wrap this bud in aluminum foil
For me, they're all known; except one, my friend Walt
For him I live, for him I have desires
I am yesterday and tomorrow
Don't cry for me, Susana
Damn bad healthy life

I show you the neighborhood I love
In just 23 days, 'The Bullfighters'
I am the acorn demon and that's what I do
The pollen I undo, poppies and jaramagos

I speak to you in parables, I'm Pepe Saramago
Or Ivan Drago's strict training
I'm smarter for who I am than for my age, the truth
So love and death, end strong, Black Christmas

I understand your fears and your worries
No, no girl, don't cry
Goodbye to 'Living Badly', the best
So a rain of buds, not of flowers
Shout: No, no, no woman, no cry
No, no, no woman, no cry

Look at this government, things are dark
And I have déjà vus, oh, things are dark
God was never fair because he gave you complex lives
I offer you the summary only: Tits and slaps

I've placed a bundle on the shore
The Busquimano catches it and dark plan, keep it
That's my Christmas bonus
Look for alternatives in the lack of money
Hold onto your hat, and run, the patrol is coming

Nothing saves you from this Traumusical
Rescue in the Bullfighters, fatal outcome
It's not strange, time doesn't heal you, it hurts you
I have an abbreviation, happy 30 years

I am the demon, it's evident
I have a career and pending subjects
Do you see those politicians? They're all my most despicable clients
Bullfighter Pride, so I

I understand your fears and your worries
No, no girl, don't cry
Goodbye to 'Living Badly', the best
So a rain of buds, not of flowers
Shout: No, no, no woman, no cry

No, no, no woman, no cry
No, no, no woman, no cry
No, no, no woman, no cry
No, no, no woman, no cry
No, no, no woman, no cry