Vieja Rocolita

This polluted city that sinks us into an abyss
Smells like a pit in the wetlands and creates a maze for us
With sophistry and demagoguery, they've triumphed for 30 years
Assigning crap to all the States
A kid offers you drugs in a rundown bar
Like he’s trying to save you from all your heartbreak
Sound it, sound it, Rocolita, keep spitting out lies
Keep underestimating us while this world keeps spinning

We come from the countryside to live all piled up
Leaving our families behind in search of new leaders
If you get on a bus, you gotta be careful
'Cause there’s a Pedro Navaja, he’ll leave you without your groceries
Don’t worry, buddy, look, the load inspires
Hope is in the sky, God takes his time but doesn’t forget
Sound it, sound it, Rocolita, keep spitting out lies
Keep underestimating us while this world keeps spinning

Glory to God in the highest and peace on earth to men of good will

From Bolívar, we inherited all his bravery
He’d rather die standing than surrender on his knees
He challenged nature if it opposed his cause
And left behind his riches to give us his soul
I can’t understand, my brother, why there’s so much cowardice?
The examples are plenty to save our lives
Sound it, sound it, Rocolita, keep spitting out lies
Keep underestimating us while this world keeps spinning

Spinning, spinning the lie like tales in the streets
Saying so much helplessness for feeling so cowardly
With so much wealth, I can’t understand, folks
Why is there so much poverty in this country, brother?
The streets full of posters, the walls announcing
Vote for the Commander, he might just save us
Sound it, sound it, Rocolita, keep spitting out lies
Keep underestimating us while this world keeps spinning

Spinning, spinning the lie like tales in the streets
Saying so much helplessness for feeling so cowardly
With so much wealth, I can’t understand, folks
Why is there so much poverty in this country, brother?
The streets full of posters, the walls announcing
Vote for the Commander, he might just save us
Sound it, sound it, Rocolita, keep spitting out lies
Keep underestimating us while this world keeps spinning