El Patron - Brujeria

Un soldado caya muerto

Nuestro jefe fue asecinado

Quien nos va mandar

Fue rey de coca — hizo platas de ojas

Fue un gran hombre — Padrino de los pobres

Fue un general — Mando indios guerreros

Era El Patron, el mero chingon

El negacio de placer — lo supo bien

Los indios lo corrian y los pocos vendian

Los negros cocinaron y las gangas empujaron

Polvo para los ricos y piedras para los pobres

(English translate: El Patron)

A soldier fell dead

Our leader was assassinated

Who will command us?

He was the king of cocaine -…

He was a great man — father to the poor

He was a general — He lead guerrilla natives

He was El Patron, the pure…

The business of pleasure — he rose high

The natives ran to him and a few sold

The blacks cooked and the gangs enforced

Powder for the rich and rocks for the poor

A soldier fell dead

Our boss was assassinated

who is going to send us

He was king of coca — he made ojas plants

He was a great man — Godfather of the poor

He was a general — commanded warrior Indians

He was El Patron, the mere chingon

The denial of pleasure — he knew it well

The Indians ran it and the few sold

blacks cooked and gangs pushed

Dust for the rich and stones for the poor

(English translate: The Patron)

A soldier fell dead

Our leader was assassinated

Who will command us?

He was the king of cocaine -…

He was a great man — father to the poor

He was a general — He lead guerrilla natives

He was El Patron, the pure…

The business of pleasure — he rose high

The natives ran to him and a few sold

The blacks cooked and the gangs enforced

Powder for the rich and rocks for the poor