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Description
It smells of gunpowder, gasoline, and wet earth. Scenes flash through my mind, like something out of a Latin American action movie: the roar of an airplane, shadows running across the slopes, hot metal under my palm. Everything is on the brink - life, death, and a bit of farce, when the armor holds and your legs carry you further, into the night, into the mud, into the saving chaos. There is no room for heroism here: survival is already a victory. And then your memory will throw in a “narco-noir” style movie, where instead of credits, there are lines from a police report.
Producer: Jaime Gonzalez
Producer: Cesar Ivan Sanchez Luna
Sound recording: Alejandro Ramirez
Sound recording: Hector Bohorquez
Sound recording: CHG Recording
Composer: Fernando Angulo Elenes
Lyrics: Fernando Angulo Elenes
Lyrics and translation
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