I want to take a shot
With the black, with the white
And with the twist, in this corral
I command, don't mess with mine
Not because they are from palenque
You're going to think I'm scared
My mother wasn't ordinary, and my father was fine
I'm hot-blooded
I don't care I can turn it off
People are very sad
They know I'm going to fight
In black, in white and the twist
They have to pay me
I want to choose a day big
To die for the cocks that
I want, I like the 2nd of November, and yesterday was the first day
When the sun goes down
They are going to You can hear the three roosters
Crowning, and when it falls
The night, God will be haunting us
I bring the hot blood
I can't turn it off
The people are happy
br/>They know I'm going to win
The black man, the bank and the money order
They have to pay me

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