A chant of Quilmes speaking of the ritual of each game, the barbecue in the street before the match, the walk to the stadium, the love for their club and reassuring their status as 'the dad from the south' against two classic rivals from the south of Buenos Aires, 'El grana' (Lanús) and 'El Taladro' (Banfield)
Lyrics
The lads in Guido & Sarmiento preparing the barbecue, All crazy and excited to see you, Finally the guys from the radio will tell the truth, That this is the cervecero gang that chants with heart, Fill again La Boca is what I imagine, And the players giving it all in each game, I wanna see you play every sunday, This is the craziest bands of all, Wherever you play, I will be, The Grana and the Taladro wanna kill themselves, The boss of the south is still 'dad'...