Death was knocking on my door
I couldn't reach the machine gun
with the gate again I had to fight.
again they jumped the fence
he would lose his clothes
rindance some soldiers said.
But I stopped
then I could see
my people fighting
I heard gusts.
soldiers fell
and my people fell
it is the day of luck
I was not complacent
death was around.
thousands of things
were going through my mind
my friend on the 20th
I fought them head-on
it was emergent combat
they suddenly shut us up.
The dam was locked in
support came nearby
some managed to escape.
We were surrounded a little
double vehicles arrived
the boss came to give us support.
but I didn't wait
towards the roof I climbed
they had me surrounded
and I became desperate.
first dead than in prison
it has always been good advice
I leave it as an example
it is better to leave my skin
locked up has made me old.
I did not leave happy
I would return to the moment
to wait for us in front
ready to defend myself
as a guerrilla at the front
everything would be different.