Came from far away with his guitar.
It is the Rock n 'roll.
Flying like a bird.
Through the gravity and rose and fell.
Down in the depths,
Be found with a malignant
A skinny devil
Filled with bloody spears
He thought: I will die, I will go away?
They flew, jumped, danced.
At the sound of guitars glaring.
The world trembled, humanity
Gemeu, doubted God, the devil bet.
That fight that battle!
The devil did not leave and he screamed
It is the rock winner, is his guitar,
The throat screams that screams of pain.
The rock has spread in the ear
Dictator, the head of the devil
The devil is angry, withdrew and disappeared.
The rock itself
And his band set up and its
Music launched.
The world sang the voices
He called the world agreed
For your black hole again.
And the rock was ...
And the rock became the king of everything.