Rayo Vallecano

As you know, we come
From a working-class neighborhood in Madrid:
From the republic of Vallekas
And there is a very humble football team there
We are with all the fans
Antifascists

With two joints in hand
I'm from Rayo Vallecano!
In the field, he is my brother
Go Rayo Vallecano!
And I'm not from Vallekas
La la la la la la la
But I sweat my tits
Vallekas free

Ohé ohé ohé ohé ohé ohé

We are the most anarchist fans
The drunkest, the most anti-fascist
Our revolutionary little lightning
All the fascists: Get out of my neighborhood

Ohé ohé ohé ohé ohé ohé

Go little lightning, go champion
We are the fans of the first division
Every joint we smoke
We hallucinate with Rayo Vallecano

Ohé ohé ohé ohé ohé ohé

We are the most explosive fans
The drunkest, the fiercest and most stoned
For our Rayo, for which we live
For our joints, we die for them

Ohé ohé ohé ohé ohé ohé

Rayo, rayo, rayo

Vallekas and Aragon
Against fascism
Against racism

Until forever