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I gave the coyote a four and went to the mountains.
The coyote was a bandit, born there in my land
I knew him since I was a child, we went to school together
At the first lessons, I knew what he was trying to do.
Because he sang songs, he had a huge guitar
And even if he lost emotions, his eyes did not cry
That May night, he liked my Maria Elena
But I arrived on horseback, I already had an appointment with her
When I came down from the mountains, I faced the coyote.
And hugging Maria Elena, I told her, "You already have a name."
Because the Hermitage is sacred, the priest of the mountain married us
He bowed his head and walked away, cowardly.
But since he was a coyote, he suddenly turned around on me.
He was looking for my back but I found his front.
Coyote, active coyote, who did not respect loves
You could have been a good friend, but your betrayals killed you.
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