El Cruel
Caballo Dorado
The Cruel One
He was cruel
Muri-muri-muri-muri-they died for him
He was cruel
Muri-muri-muri-muri-they died for him
He was a sensible guy,
Lived without feeling tied down,
To the girls, he only gave them a moment.
He was a lying boy,
Had all the best things,
That's why he stirred up envy.
He only wanted to look in the mirror,
Because in the mornings he saw himself,
Feeling so beautiful.
He was cruel
Muri-muri-muri-muri-they died for him
He was cruel
Muri-muri-muri-muri-they died for him
He enjoyed signing autographs,
When he burned rubber like a madman,
From school to the auditorium.
He lived almost always threatened,
By all the other boys,
One day they ended his life.
They say that even though he doesn't exist in middle school anymore,
In all the classrooms and desks,
You can still hear laughter from his jokes.
He was cruel
Muri-muri-muri-muri-they died for him
He was cruel
Muri-muri-muri-muri-they died for him
He was cruel
Muri-muri-muri-muri-they died for him
He was cruel
Muri-muri-muri-muri-they died for him
