El Indio
Los De Abajo
The Native American
¡That's it!
Come on, buddy!
Say it!
Chorus:
Bring that laughter that I want to see
Where does the brave Native American come from?
Who has spark? (repeat)
The street gets wet
With hunger and stress
And it's up to all of us
To contemplate it in its greed
For a party that:
Gets lost in the murmur of time,
And a party that:
Is kept in the smile of the old man
And a party that:
Grabs its veil in sadness
And a party that:
Doesn't die even if you take away my foundation
Bring that laughter more (repeat)
A little dove
Told me softly
Here no one owns anything
No one owns anything here
Here the land is free
Free from so much stealing
For a party that:
Gets lost in the murmur of time,
And a party that:
Is kept in the smile of the old man
And a party that:
Grabs its veil in sadness
And a party that:
Doesn't die even if you take away my foundation
Chorus
Bring that laughter more (repeat)
Chorus
