Guante Blanco [English translation]

Ambidextrous party is the sensation

Everyone fights for a portion

And when peace returns

One more little surprise

Lots of guests and we are not invited

While they confront us as a distraction

Already unable to react

Afterwards they throw us into the sea

Hell, to hell, you're going to hell

The sirens are ringing, it smells of corruption

What makes you think you're better than me?

It's not that easy to escape, someone will make you pay

Tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow

But fate will make you pay with rage and anger