In a land far away, a tale unfolds,
Of a soul burdened with stories untold.
Chollo man, oh chollo man, his heart so heavy,
A life marked by sorrow, eternally unsteady.

Born into a world, where prejudice reigns,
His skin painted brown, with invisible chains.
Judged for his color, shunned for his race,
Chollo man walks in a perpetual haze.

In his eyes, a glimpse of forgotten dreams,
Crushed by society's merciless schemes.
Aching with longing, for acceptance and love,
Chollo man seeks solace, high above.

Through the streets he wanders, a lone silhouette,
Wearing his pain like an ill-fitting cassette.
In each step he takes, echoes of despair,...