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.