La Bala [English translation]

The pistol stared at him carefully underneath

the mantle, it's chrome bright as its venom

A sudden shot

Penetrated each particle of the air before it fell

The first drop began to shed by the hundreds [x3]

By the hundreds

Death stared at him in a challenging way

With blood in between its teeth

And a reigning darkness

The bullet between everything suspended clearly

An assassin spinning around itself

It lost it's sight of life with its track

While a young man suffers from the desire to conquest the ground

On his knee, his kiss changes slowly from red to ice

Little paper angels have lost themselves amidst chaos

"Who will return all this skin?"

The mother pleads to the colonel

Death is a carousel

It was like a paradise in its to and fro

A cruel, final judgement

The angel pleads to the colonel

Bum, bum, bum, bum,

Bum, bum, bum, bum

Bum, bum, bum, bum

Bum

Bum

His look remained frozen by the sudden, pulsing sound that shot him

A collapsed, bleeding man without a cure remained pallid

Life had failed him

The first drop began to shed by the hundreds [x3]

By the hundreds

That body without life, it was Maria's son, petrified

She fell to the ground, her deformed face became a scream

All that was left was a buzz that meant (assassin)

The hour he was lost was marked by a goodbye kiss from his mother, lost in discomfort

It made the sky rain tears of the desert

And until her death, she remained silent out of respect

Little paper angels have lost themselves amongst chaos

"Who will return all this skin?"

The mother pleads to the colonel

Death is a carousel

It was like a paradise in its to and fro

A cruel, final judgement

The angel pleads to the colonel

Bum, bum, bum, bum

Bum, bum, bum, bum

Bum, bum, bum, bum

Bum, bum, bum, bum

Shots sound, deaths rise, gunpowder burns, prakapampam [x4]