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Hey it, hear it (hey it) (x3) Grandpa tells everything you know about the singing of birds Today they showed a documentary on television and I listened sing the birds
in an old recording
grandfather tell me
who was Don Noel
grandfather tell me
what I want to know
he was an angel who took care of the birds
he was a genius that everyone consulted
nature was his life
and with it he beautified
our streets and avenues
grandfather who passed by
with the song of the birds
grandpa what happened
tell me what you know
a beautiful day under a blue sky
in a beautiful place called Caparuch
the drug traffickers killed him
and the rulers remained silent
the government moved so slowly
as if it were covering up something
the marines being so close
they did nothing
because their commander was
/>playing golf in Panama
oh, what an irony
supposed defenders
some did not move
the other concealers
at that precise moment it began
and I never stop the crying of the birds again