Chorrillo burned, like Berlin, an intense fire
That ignited even the zinc, Santa Claus brought at Christmas
Bombs for avenue a, for being close to the barracks
It burns the neighborhood and its Ismael records
Among the shadows, a general surrenders his machete, without fighting
Now and always, let us remember
Now and always, comrades
The The confusion was infernal
Flares were raining, launched from the sea
How many died? I don't know
Child Jesus, tell it to yourself
That's what we prefer not to talk about
A national trauma still unhealed
Never It can be resolved without
Let us face yesterday
Now and always, let us remember
Now and always, comrades

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