Ricky y Manuel

It's 7 in the morning
Ricky and Manuel at the corner
Since they were kids, that's been their game
Watching the customers
For the first one to arrive
Making money, closing that good sale

From the illegal business, they both survive
With their eyes shut tight, they see nothing good
At 9, a young Christian walks by
With a shining face, he shakes their hands

He gives them a pamphlet and says to seek Christ
The kid says goodbye and continues on his way
Manuel tears up the pamphlet and lights a cigarette
But Ricky, lost in thought, puts it in his pocket

It's noon, and they decide to head home
Continuing their path, hoping for something new
Manuel gets home, and his mom asks where he’s been
He yells back, saying he doesn’t care

Ricky arrives, thoughtful and tired
Sits on a chair and starts reading the pamphlet
He wonders why there are tears in his eyes
It was the touch and power of the Holy Spirit

Which one will you take, which one will you choose
The path of Ricky or the path of Manuel

Which one will you take, which one will you choose
The path of Ricky or the path of Manuel

It's 6 in the evening, back to the same old thing
One foot on the ground and the other in a pit
When suddenly that kid appears
The same one who gave them the pamphlets

He asks if they want to go to church
Manuel says no, but Ricky says yes
Manuel tells Ricky, why should I go
If the money ain't there, the money's right here

They arrive at the church, and they’re already preaching
And Ricky's paying close attention to what they're saying
They made a call, and without thinking
He felt the love of Christ and gave his heart

He felt a change in his life
And an overwhelming peace
He felt more than happy
It was something exciting
Immediately when the service ended
Ricky headed back to the corner

To tell Manuel what had happened
That that very night he had been saved
As soon as he gets to the corner
He stops at a corner, a black SUV

They pull out some guns from the windows
And in the distance, gunshots are heard
Not escaping the bullets
Whoever's there is already dead
And the souls leave their cold bodies

Which one will you take, which one will you choose
The path of Ricky or the path of Manuel

Which one will you take, which one will you choose
The path of Ricky or the path of Manuel

From their cold bodies, the souls rise
But there's something in this sad story that alarms me

And it's that Manuel, having the chance, didn’t take it
Now his soul, hopeless, lies on the ground

Why didn’t he take it? I don’t understand
Now his soul will face eternal punishment
While Ricky's soul ascended to heaven
And before leaving, some words were said

Manuel, why didn’t you want to go with me?
It was just for a little while
I won’t see you again
Goodbye, my friend

Ricky, don’t you see I’m burning?
Please, lend me your hand
Please help me, don’t you see I’m burning?

Which one will you take, which one will you choose
The path of Ricky or the path of Manuel

Which one will you take, which one will you choose
The path of Ricky or the path of Manuel

Which one will you take, which one will you choose
The path of Ricky or the path of Manuel

Which one will you take, which one will you choose
The path of Ricky or the path of Manuel

There are paths that seem right to a man
But their end is the way of death

You have the decision of which path to take, because there are only 2 paths
Jesus said, I am the way, the truth, and the life
My advice, follow Jesus