Panteón Rococó nada paso

With the ego very high
And the conscience on the floor
30 years later, history seems to be memory
While the people observe indifferently
That everywhere they kill his people
And you sitting here listening to this song
Tell me what you are doing to save the nation
Only a bullet has hit him
I destroy his heart ³n
So many stories that have been told
I didn't hear about all of them
The next day nothing was said
Everyone fell
Gun in hand and a shrapnel
br/>Nothing happened here
Poor poor her
The bullet separated them
And now he lives on a star
Where there is no repression
Poor poor guy
The sky shook
And now he lives happily on a star
Where there is no repression
And his mother keeps coming
To the place where she died
It's October 2 and it's raining
She didn't care
When the fight comes in the soul
How it happened to her
br/>It doesn't matter what you cut the cartridge
If nothing happened here
Poor poor man of her
The bullet separated them
And now he lives on a star
br/>Where there is no repression
Poor poor her
The sky shook
And now he lives happily in a star
Where there is no repression ³n
And now he asks you
To continue fighting with him
To end injustice in this country
So that you never let your roots go
Help your brother not to die
And let this earth go to sink
And now he begs you
For the cause in which he died
Help your brother not to die die
And teach your compatriot to fight
And go with your people to fight
And teach the children to smile
Taste, taste, taste, it's gone