memorias de un pasado
El FN SCAR
memories of a past
A leaf cigar
To remember
Those times
When there wasn't even enough for lunch
The streets are tough
That's no secret
But among men
Respect is kept
I don't forget the neighborhood
Nor the sidewalk
Where I played
Before carrying the flag
Today things change
The wad of cash is thick
But I'm still the same
Even if the world says otherwise
The handshake is firm
The word is kept
There's no room here
For those who betray me
Loyalty is repaid
With the same coin
And the treacherous
Are left behind
Loyalty in the veins
And warrior's blood
I don't seek fame
I'm not boastful
But I'm accurate
Watching the back
Of those who gave me a hand
More than a business
We're like brothers
If the sky clouds over
And it starts to thunder
We know very well
Where to stand firm
With the Sector's mark
Well-marked on The chest
We speak with fire
And with pure deeds
A salute to heaven
For those who have passed
They left their mark
And never sold out
Their name remains
Engraved in history
For them we toast
And this is for their memory
The summit belongs to many
But few remain
Few are those who
Don't get tangled up in the fire
Here we remain firm
The line is the same
I don't need diamonds
To have charisma
My word is worth more
Than all the treasure
And I take care of my friends
As if they were gold
If we have to face the bull
We face it head-on
That's how
Brave people think
The road is long
And life is borrowed
That's why I live it
In an advantageous way
With God leading the way
And the team activated
SCAR Sector
Everywhere
And let the tuba sound, compa!
For those who don't forget
Where they come from
Respect isn't bought
It's earned
And pure Sector SCAR!
Pure old FN SCAR!