San Jose De Flores (part. Alberto Moran)

Saint Joseph of Flowers (part. Alberto Moran)

San Jose De Flores (part. Alberto Moran)

It pains me to see youMe da pena verte
Today, Flores neighborhoodHoy barrio de Flores
Corner of my gamesRincón de mis juegos
As a wandering kidDe pibe andarín

Memories of youthRecuerdos cachuzos
Love storiesNovelas de amores
That evoke a romanceQue evoca un romance
Of endless joyDe dicha sin fin

I was born in that neighborhoodNací en ese barrio
I grew up on its sidewalksCrecí en sus veredas
One day I took flightUn día alcé vuelo
Dreaming of successSoñando triunfar

And today, poor and defeatedY hoy pobre y vencido
Burdened with sorrowsCargado de penas
I have returned tiredHe vuelto cansado
From so much wanderingDe tanto ambular

Happiness and fortuneLa dicha y fortuna
Have eluded meMe fueron esquivas
Shreds of dreamsJirones de ensueño
I left scatteredDispersos dejé

And in the midst of soY en medio de tantas
Many misfortunes and sorrowsDesgracias y penas
The blessed longingEl ansia bendita
To see you againDe verte otra vez

In foreign landsEn tierras extrañas
I fought with fateLuché con la suerte
StraightforwardlyDerecho y sin vueltas
I didn't know how to lieNo supe mentir
And seeing myself overwhelmedY al verme agobiado
Poorer than everMás pobre que nunca
I headed back to my rootsRumbie a mi querencia
Seeking to dieBuscando morir

San Jose De FloresSan José De Flores
It's better than everMás vale que nunca
The return will hit hardPegará el regreso
If upon seeing you againSi al verte de nuevo
I started to cryMe puse a llorar

My lips saidMis labios dijeron
Trembling in a prayerTemblando en un rezo
Either this is not my neighborhoodO mi barrio no es este
Or it has changedCambio de lugar

I prefer to stayPrefiero quedarme
Or die in the pathO morir en la huella
If I have lost everythingSi todo he perdido
Neighborhood and homeBarriada y hogar

Another woundTotal otra herida
Doesn't even scratch meNo me hace ni mella
It will be my fateSerá mi destino
To have to roamTener que rodar