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Ahijuna on the slope
The English are already arriving
They shout in a language that no one understands
That no one understands
Up with those irons
No one grieves
Winging the sword whenever it hurts them
That it hurts them
I don't understand why they all line up
Now they entertain themselves
They scream like crazy whoever understands them
Who understands them
All tough even looking ahead
Looking ahead
Who gave birth to the gringos who are coming to us
Who are coming to us