El Roke de Los Antrax
Habia humo entre las calles
Por la polvora quemada
Algunas manchas de sangre
Por las heridas de balas
Decian los del peritaje
Que habia cientos de casquillos
Al llegar los militares
Los del pleito se habian ido
Antes de eso habia balazos
Contra un joven disparaban
No traia carro blindado
Ni gente que lo apoyara
Eran 15 contra un hombre
Que solo traia una escuadra
Quisieron matar al roke
Comandante de los antrax
Pero faltaron metrallas
Para arrancarle la vida
Con impactos contestaba
Mirandose las heridas
Una super del patron
Que tronaba y no fallaba
Cambia los cargadores
Sus manos ni le temblaban
Aguerrido por la vida
En aquel fuego cruzado
El muchacho resistia
Pidiendo apoyo por radio
El plomo de su pistola
Hacia que retrocedieran
Uno empujaba la bola
Solo uno hizo que corrieran
De pronto llego el gobierno
Y quisieron desarmarlo
Se quitan el hombre viento
Les grito muy alterado
De que lado estan ustedes
Si son contras nos matamos
Yo soi gente de vicente
Y al instante se cuadraron
Llego gente de gonzalo
Y gente de manuel torres
Los rifles con calaveras
Todo su apoyo a la orden
Sus amigos lo auxiliaron
& Entre ellos su compa mele
Andubieron terreniando
& Alcanzo a tumbar a 7
Lo atacaron de repente
La consigna salio mal
Se le rebelo a la muerte
No se lo alcanzo a llebar
No le importo darles frente
Por algo es de respetar
Por eso fue de vicente
De su escolta personal
Ese roke de los antrax
Sigue cobrando los fallos
Sigue cuidando la plaza
Tambien a la orden del mayo
Sigue el comandante en jefe
Sigue respaldando al niño
Y sigue con la voz fuerte
Y bien firmo kon el 5
The Roke of the Antrax
There was smoke between the streets
From the burnt gunpowder
Some bloodstains
From bullet wounds
The forensic experts said
There were hundreds of shell casings
When the military arrived
Those in the fight had gone
Before that, there were gunshots
They were shooting at a young man
He didn't have a bulletproof car
Or people to support him
It was 15 against one man
Who only had a pistol
They wanted to kill the roke
Commander of the antrax
But they lacked bullets
To take his life
He responded with shots
Looking at his wounds
A super from the boss
That thundered and never missed
He changed the magazines
His hands didn't tremble
Battle-hardened by life
In that crossfire
The young man resisted
Calling for support on the radio
The lead from his gun
Made them retreat
One pushed the bullet
Only one made them run
Suddenly the government arrived
And they wanted to disarm him
The man took off the wind
He shouted very agitated
Which side are you on
If you're against us, we'll kill each other
I am Vicente's people
And instantly they lined up
People from Gonzalo arrived
And people from Manuel Torres
Rifles with skulls
All their support on order
His friends assisted him
& Among them his buddy Mele
They went through the terrain
& He managed to knock down 7
They attacked him suddenly
The plan went wrong
He rebelled against death
He couldn't be taken away
He didn't mind facing them
For something to be respected
That's why he was Vicente's
From his personal escort
That roke of the antrax
Continues to collect the mistakes
Continues to guard the territory
Also at the order of Mayo
The commander in chief continues
Supporting the boy
And continues with a strong voice
And firmly with the 5