Chao Manu
Clandestine
Tears of Gold
You are not to blame my love
That the world is so ugly
You are not to blame my love
From so much shooting
You go down the street crying
Golden tears
You go down the street gushing
Golden tears
You are not to blame my love
For so much fun
It's not your fault my love Let's have a lot of trouble
There on the street crying
Golden tears
There on the gushing street
Tears of gold
The crocodile and Super Chango arrived
And the whole pod of Maracaibo
In this world there is a lot of confusion
The drums of the rebellion
My people sound, reason sounds
The guaguancon sounds, you are not to blame my love
Golden tears...

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