On November 11
At seven at night
Armed men shot without reproach
Against the people of the municipality of Segovia
It was raining heavily, the square was full
Several grenades exploded in a chain
The northeast of Antioquia turned all red
It is a song for those who died there in Segovia
And for all the families that were victims in Segovia
They are not going to disappear
Never ever from memory
They are not going to disappear
Even if they want to disappear
It was raining heavily, the square was full
Several grenades exploded in a chain
The northeast of Antioquia turned all red
It is a song for those who died there in Segovia
And for all the families that were victims in Segovia
They are not going to disappear
br/>Never ever from memory
They are not going to disappear
Even if they want to disappear
It is a song for those who died there in Segovia
And for all the families that were victims in Segovia
They are not going to disappear
Never ever from memory
They are not going to disappear
Even if they want to disappear

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