18010
En el 10 no gastan casas
Que lo que gastaban eran cuevas
Y yo que vengo borracho
Con to los niños de La Plazuela
Ni las migas de pan
Me marcaban el camino
Pa poderme yo bajar
A la Cuesta de Los Chinos
Donde allí me voy a esperar
A que mi papa esté dormío
En el 10 no gastan casa
Que lo que gastaban eran cuevas
51 Faraona, 29 mi Gabriela
Paramos en casa del Juan
Y llamamos al Manolillo
Pa ver si quiere bajar
Para echarnos un cigarrillo
De la Playa de Velilla
Voy a coger toítas las piedras
Para hacerme una casita
Entre la tuya y la mía
Pa que nadie nos encontrara
Plantaremos bajo tierra las fatigas
Y llenaremos la casa
De jazmín y buganvillas
En el 10 no gastan casas
Que lo que gastaban eran cuevas
51 Faraona, 29 mi Gabriela
Paramos en casa del Juan
Y llamamos al Manolillo
Pa ver si quiere bajar
Para echarnos un cigarrillo
Quisiera ver
Algún día yo a mis niños
Poder crecer
En el barrio donde un niño
Fui yo también
Ojalá sea mi destino
Recuerdo yo
Con mi papa cuando chico
Ver ponerse el Sol
Más arriba del camino
De corazón
Siempre seremos los mismos
En el 10 no gastan casas
Que lo que gastaban eran cuevas
51 Faraona, 29 mi Gabriela
Paramos en casa del Juan
Y llamamos al Manolillo
Pa ver si quiere bajar
Para echarnos un cigarrillo
18010
In the 10, they don't spend on houses
What they spent on were caves
And here I am, drunk
With all the kids from La Plazuela
Not even the crumbs of bread
Marked my way
To be able to go down
To the Hill of the Chinese
Where I'll wait
For my dad to be asleep
In the 10, they don't spend on houses
What they spent on were caves
51 Faraona, 29 my Gabriela
We stopped by Juan's place
And called Manolillo
To see if he wants to come down
To smoke a cigarette
From Velilla Beach
I'm gonna grab all the stones
To build myself a little house
Between yours and mine
So no one would find us
We'll bury our struggles underground
And fill the house
With jasmine and bougainvillea
In the 10, they don't spend on houses
What they spent on were caves
51 Faraona, 29 my Gabriela
We stopped by Juan's place
And called Manolillo
To see if he wants to come down
To smoke a cigarette
I wish to see
One day my kids
Grow up
In the neighborhood where a kid
I was too
I hope that's my fate
I remember
With my dad when I was little
Watching the sun set
Higher up the road
From the heart
We'll always be the same
In the 10, they don't spend on houses
What they spent on were caves
51 Faraona, 29 my Gabriela
We stopped by Juan's place
And called Manolillo
To see if he wants to come down
To smoke a cigarette