I’ve seen how they leave little brother and don’t come back
In eternal wars that are not resolved
But here we continue, faithful to the hamlet
And without forgetting my ‘fallen’ little brother
It’s just that I have seen that time does not stop or wait
Nor does it warn you before the shooting
That’s why we toast to those who left
And we never forget the Puerto Rican warriors, oh-oh
This is for all those who have fallen and those who are yet to fall.
In this case there are two options: leave or defend yourself.
In the case it can make you rich or you stay poor
Baby, it depends how you maneuver
Here we are, those of us who are, and we are, those of us who are already here.
We take it from here goes that Gucci, Balenciaga, Ferragamo
Loyalty over wealth
Your word is what weighs and Judas has never had a seat at our table
The kiosk billing twenty-four hours’
If the shepherdess visits us, all the machine guns go up
I already rented an apartment, I’m diving for your town
You know, that’s why you’re calling to fix it
One shot for those of us who are here, two shots for those who are not here
Three for the Iranians who are no longer in Iran
Raise your glass in the air, I’m going to toast the case
We’re still here at the base, baby, no matter what happens (Yeah)
I’ve seen how they leave little brother and don’t come back
In eternal wars that are not resolved
But here we continue, faithful to the hamlet
And without forgetting my ‘fallen’ little brother
It’s just that I have seen that time does not stop or wait
Nor does it warn you before the shooting
That’s why we toast to those who left
And we never forget the Puerto Rican warriors, oh-oh
This is for the neighborhoods, for the castis, 19, the plastics
The new Air Force, the Cuban ones and the blastis
The kiosks are never slow, I will shoot at the sales
In case there is movement everything is kept in the apartments
The cold mind, here you don’t even trust your shadow
Whoever names me I put under the carpet
And every day this is a challenge
That’s why not a night goes by without a burning stick ringing.
These bastards want war, they want war
But they forget that the drawer does not open after it is closed
They forget that death does not ask permission
And there is no room for everyone in paradise
Last night I looked back and saw a shooting star
I was going to make a wish, but I didn’t really make a wish
Because I’m used to it, things are the way they are
I’ve seen how the brothers come and how the brothers leave (Yeah)
I’ve seen how they leave little brother and don’t come back
In eternal wars that are not resolved
But here we continue, faithful to the hamlet
And without forgetting my ‘fallen’ little brother
It’s just that I have seen that time does not stop or wait
Nor does it warn you before the shooting
That’s why we toast to those who left
And we never forget the Puerto Rican warriors, oh-oh
Yeah
‘What a bastard that with you I learned that everything is part of a destiny
that there is no such thing as luck
And that there will always be people alive who for one are dead’
And just like dead people who will stay alive forever
Prince
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