[Verse] Riding through the roads of Castilla-La Mancha Satanás de Infantes, on their bikes theyanza With their hearts of steel and souls on fire They conquer the asphalt, their passion's theire [Chorus] Satanás de Infantes, riding high and free Peluquín the great, leading them with ease On the open road, where the wind talks tough They're the kings of the road, in this Motown bluff [Verse 2] Peluquín's got the skills, a motero of might His bike is his baby, he rides it day and night Through the hills and the valleys, under the sun's heat Together they roam, their bond is complete [Chorus] Satanás de Infantes, an unbreakable crew Peluquín the legend, forever true blue With their engines roaring, and their spirits high They're the lords of the road, and they never say die! [Outro] As they ride into the sunset, their legend will grow Satanás de Infantes, forever they'll show The world their freedom, their love for the road Peluquín and his crew, forever we're told.