El X - Voz de Mando

Al componer estos versos se me izo cortito el tiempo

Son de un hombre que tiene mucho talento

Su fuerte no a sido la violencia por cerebro y por herencia

Se ah ganado su respeto

La vida es dura y ya le han dado muchos golpes

Y a pesar de todo sigue a como a ido pasando el tiempo

Pero yo creo que lo mas dificil para este hombre fue a ver visto

Que su padre se fue al cielo

Ese 2004 no se olvida siempre estara en su memoria

Buenos y malos recuerdos

Se fue aquel señor tan admirable tuvo que quedarse al frente

Y colgarse el armamento

El dolor tambien tanto coraje que circulaba en sus venas

Lo isieron ser mas violento

Los caballos que te bailaban aun se ven en el pasado

Que muy seguido se asian amenicidas

Cuando entre los pinos y los tiros

Retumbando la tambora padre asi te divertias

Y derrepente todo eso que estaba blanco

Sin pensar rapidamente en negro se convertia

En mis manos esa gran familia madre hermanos y mis hijos

Que mi viejo queria en vida

Ahora celebramos cada triunfo por que ai que tener grabado

Que aveces tambien perdemos

Y apesar que el barco se ladee todos saben que pa enfrente

Siempre firme seguiremos

Con un x clave permitida y no es letra este es numero

Se los dejo a su criterio

When composing these verses, my time was short

They are from a man who has a lot of talent

His forte has not been violence by brain and by inheritance

I have earned your respect

Life is hard and it's already been dealt a lot of blows

And despite everything, follow how time has passed

But I think that the most difficult thing for this man was to see seen

That his father went to heaven

That 2004 is not forgotten will always be in his memory

good and bad memories

That admirable man left, he had to stay in front

And hang your weapons

The pain also so much courage that circulated in his veins

They were to be more violent

The horses that danced for you are still seen in the past

That very often are asian amenicides

When between the pines and the shots

rumbling the drum father so you had fun

And suddenly all that was white

Without thinking quickly he became black

In my hands that great family mother brothers and my children

That my old man wanted in life

Now we celebrate each triumph because we have to have it recorded

that sometimes we also lose

And even though the ship tilts, everyone knows what's ahead

Always firm we will continue

With an x ​​key allowed and it is not a letter this is a number

I leave it up to your criterion