Le Compré La Muerte A Mi Hijo

Just by stepping on the gas
the engine roared, fixed,
impeccable its paint,
fully equipped with everything
It just lacked talking,
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that beautiful Camaro.

I bought it for my son,
so he could ride well
when he drove it,
he was the envy of the neighborhood
I never thought that I,
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had bought death for my son

he was only fifteen years old,
it showed on his face,
when I saw him in his Camaro
I looked at his wings
my chick didn't have feathers
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and I wanted him to fly.

one Sunday morning
everything seemed joyful
suddenly I was informed,
of what I would never think of,
in a traffic accident,
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Junior was lifeless.

Maybe I was to blame,
for giving him everything in life,
I didn't want him to lack,
what I didn't have at his age,
if God sent us without wings,
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why would I put them on him.

Things have their time,
and I took him early,
for loving children so much,
some parents fail,
instead of giving them everything,
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why don't we prepare them.

He was only fifteen years old,
it showed on his face,
when I saw him in his Camaro,
I looked at his wings,
my chick didn't have feathers,
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and I wanted him to fly.