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Behind Bars

Pibes Chorros

Entre Rejas

Entre rejas y alejado de su gente, el preso está
Con un lapiz y un pedazo de papel
Escribiéndole a su madre que está triste
Que lamenta y se maldice por haberla echo llorar

Hace meses que ya no recibe cartas de mamà
Con una cruz en la mano, el preso está
A su celda le ha llegado la respuesta
Que su madre ya esta muerta, que murió de soledad

Y entre rejas
Se dio cuenta que perdió
Lo que más quería
Y le hace falta valor
Para seguir su vida
Y entre rejas
Se dio cuenta que hoy esta
Condenado y solo
Sin amigos, sin parientes, sin mamà

Hace meses que ya no recibe cartas de mamà
Con una cruz en la mano, el preso está
A su celda le ha llegado la respuesta
Que su madre ya esta muerta, que murió de soledad

Y entre rejas
Se dio cuenta que perdió
Lo que más quería
Y le hace falta valor
Para seguir su vida
Y entre rejas
Se dio cuenta que hoy esta
Condenado y solo
Sin amigos, sin parientes, sin mamà

Behind Bars

Behind bars and away from his people, the prisoner is
With a pencil and a piece of paper
Writing to his mother, feeling sad
Regretting and cursing himself for making her cry

It's been months since he last got a letter from Mom
With a cross in his hand, the prisoner is
To his cell, the answer has come
That his mother is dead, that she died of loneliness

And behind bars
He realized he lost
What he loved the most
And he lacks the courage
To keep living his life
And behind bars
He realized that today he is
Condemned and alone
Without friends, without family, without Mom

It's been months since he last got a letter from Mom
With a cross in his hand, the prisoner is
To his cell, the answer has come
That his mother is dead, that she died of loneliness

And behind bars
He realized he lost
What he loved the most
And he lacks the courage
To keep living his life
And behind bars
He realized that today he is
Condemned and alone
Without friends, without family, without Mom

Escrita por: Ariel Salinas / Norberto Kirovsky