Okay. Today' s story is very nice. In fact, it'
s called the poet cano oigan not the poet Cano and Chico Puro were very
good friends, inseparable friends. They drank laro together, they worked together.
Anyway, they were inseparable. The cano poet made verses. That' s
why they called him a poet and Chico Puro was a bullfighter and he had
a defeuto on his eyelids, he blinked too much and that' s why
they called him changing lights. He changed the lights, how about wicho good,
because hear the story both, the Pueta Cano and Chico Puro, alias
changed the lights. They lived in a little town that I' m not
going to say the name of Well, one day they heard one day it
happened that man, the hungry boy you. I' m going to propose
a business, well, a good business, ah well, there' s
pure ear man talk, talk, hand ha black hear this verse to see
today I' m a very pencon man, who always do what I want.
I ask you from the heart. Let' s go to the road
aha wein Epig and that' s the business you' re proposing to me.
Yeah, man, I told you in verse, but we' re
gonna go get a job at the camp where they' re opening that road.
M' s a good turnner. I' m a good mechanical helper.
Why don' t we go get a job and we' ll be
hungry there, see if you ask, woman, that' s if we
don' t do the force, we' re lost. They say they
' re paying good wages on the roads. Come on, men, let
' s go Well, there' s, there' s, there'
s, we' re leaving tomorrow. I' m not gonna bi hale
my mom so the poor little jepam already calls. That' s all and
they left, if you decide, there' s no one to stop it.
Those two fuckers were young people who wanted to work, and of course,
at the camp they found work, pure boys of bullfighters and the cano
poet of mechanic assistants. Soon they were working. I' m telling you,
bro, I told you. It was a matter of testing, of
testing and hunger. Thank God you found it right, or not just for
that I' m going to make you a no when I told you we
' re scared. You jumped. Now that we' re here, tais
belto a taco mar do or I Win went t- mouthing, no jo,
I was in poet. The beautiful thing about the invitation is true,
of course and father, today I invite you to drink a few little drinks.
No more man leaves no, I wanted us to be better to throw
ben No man They say there is a bendal here fence and I love the
roll. Hey, who says you can' t do both. First we
have a little sip, then we' re going to kill the venode.
It' s clear, ombi clear. There' s better to fuck her
there she is now if you have rifle and the lieutenant lent me low feta,
has shots and everything, and besides, I know a downhill where we
can pool deer. The best yet or how cool there is one thing.
I never dance in the ice cream roll. So today we have at least
one deer and we are going to eat it among all the workers so that
they see the right thing. Let' s get the scripts. Of course
I do. Yeah. That' s why you' re going to see
another one Yes, I changed the lights They' re not well fooled by
shooting with the shotgun. You don' t have a deer left. Well,
you' re kind of putting me on and mauling pol man. I
didn' t put it on you people who call you that mm. But,
well, if you didn' t like the verse, let me think
mmmm. We are left, for the one who hears there is a strap
of mine, but before a few swallows I did not walk. That'
s how it gets to change Lucin today. It' s okay. I
won' t say good to you again, because we stayed in them went
to boom N. In fact, that afternoon, at the end of the
work, there were wages, they received their workers and he was tacano and
pure boy alias change, lights went to the canteen and they took their journeys.
Boy, there' s no second to second time first. If we
try to see the room and we' re going to take out the reign
so that she' s the last month out there, because we' re
not going to be able to throw güey come pick it up there I'
m bringing and I' m going soto for everything and everything. Let'
s take the one straw, but we' re going to see the change,
not man, let' s take the straw and leave. Amamos van
entered the mountain was the foot of a hill where there were several guasimos and
where it was known that the deers came to eat small balls of guasimo.
It' s hard to count them. We have to find a stick so
we don' t climb them on this stick and we can keep an eye
on them from above. Man, let' s go live and make bo
kills and man will be gin not see of man, let' s look
for the stick that we gave him a little moment, Chico, a little
while first the chemon the other one does not seem good, for already to
see, to see, to see, to see the bad boy is that
already it is worth having double go half man ombreinado, for we will see
and not stop you we are clear, as the piche boy has seen it.
I see two deer and you come back two more. Then we send
four canari deer like good boys with laughs and dissimulations back home. We'
re taking four puppies that already turn green you, because already forget green or
I want to see it when the vennate comes, well, well, don
' t give them the stick where we' re going to climb to my
gida. They say that Washimon sticks are good for deer living and dj man
venao love wajimos nah little balls around here there' s a guajimon stick.
The deer likes the ocortes, well tiernito of my brunette. I like your
lips, little redheads I hate them. Well, that' s good for
me, weave cat ek poteo God Babo. Now, come on, let
' s go here Remove the guajima stick, good Chimon, this beautiful tree
fruit of nature deserves to be sung immortal. Estropha you already hear tree of
guasimo, pure, portentous and rooted like my stormy love that one day was
despised and not hello, because they are already there. Once good, peado
or three ginconoo and here we go as we go yesterday it will age a
verse, because stop seeing where the deer will come and they will already run.
No, but, well, I' ll go to the parlo and
go to the branch and go to the other. Let' s go,
let' s go, well, well, they got on the stick to
wait for the deer. Pure boy had in his hands the lieutenant' s
shotgun and the poet here didn' t have in his hand the pachita guar
had already passed him. The dose was about five and a half o'
clock in the afternoon, the time the deers dropped something like that wrong mmmmmmm.
But, well, it happened a while, another and another. Both
of them had their drinks between time and time. They were perched on a
branch, each leaning to the trunk the back. Let' s leave him
there waiting for his deer and go to camp. I' d put a
group of friends waiting for Chico and the poet with the deer. We have
to wait. Boy pulls well and said that we were going to pass today
and you see nothing. Yeah, and I didn' t want to prepare
mouths waiting for the deer boy they say good shooter. What makes me sad
is that it' s already dark and I don' t come back.
They must have killed that veinado by now Maybe they' re looking for it.
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no, no. They walk lamps, just during the day. They
can throw if they didn' t throw and the afternoon didn' t throw
oigan, the tugboat is close. Why don' t we go in a
group and find the boys and the poet That' s good for them Let
' s make some old men wait. Go get them soon. Okay.
They met like ten men. It was about 7: 30 at night.
The shot was close. They were the Huasimals. Those men were carrying light
bulbs and eight ocotts to look for the shooters. This way is this way?
Or is there the Huasipue sticks over here? Follow me if these fucks
must be around? Sure, well, look, look, look. They
all lit up Guasimo' s stick with their spotlights, and they all started
laughing at each other' s carcamanas. On the first branch was the cano
pueta sleeping and on the other pure boy snoring as well. The shotgun was
on the floor. Or good well, the pure boy on that do not
wake up and I what happened ah the vinal you veiled boy, that nothing
will kill uncle were asleep in the branches of Guasimo you until a moment,
a moment I have a verse for you, between deer and liquor the second.
I prefer to leave the one of the paula that by ultraigo I die
a lot or tale authentic cho, they went to throw deer and fell asleep
in the authentic Guasimo stick, although they say it was stick and Mangüey was
not guasimo. That' s why they didn' t find Benat.