Pampa del Infierno

Hell's Pampa it is, it's time to turn the ox around, Homicidal work of a foolish king or not, I don't know Sons of 'mind your own business', on the twentieth of December they shout no!

The river sounds and brings water, a voice was heard no forgiveness or forgetfulness Insensitive world we got, sinister equation: less protection, more pain.

Hell's Pampa it is, the dead in the hands of the law, who does this law serve? Wound of grievances for errors of the criminal past and the fate of another mistake. If something is about to fall, I will push it, I will destroy it, that's my identity

The river sounds and brings water, a voice was heard no forgiveness or forgetfulness Insensitive world we got, sinister equation: less protection, more pain. Spoken: Summer sun with a rain of stones The mounted trampled and killed. They buy the media, even the judges are bought A furious town already tore down its statue

Evicted kids of today without childhood turned into pain, uncertain future The homeland is childhood, there the truth of a country is born and they won't be able to steal it Among ruins and horror someone will sing this song that seeks freedom!!

The river sounds and brings water, a voice was heard no forgiveness or forgetfulness Insensitive world we got, sinister equation: less protection, more pain.