La Historia Del Niño

The Story of the Child

This is the story of that child
A marginalized child who always got A's
And without friends by his side, he had a dream, the dream
Of being popular, the student without friends who one day
Started smoking, easily made friends
But he did it at a high price, studies
Went bad but it doesn't matter, filled the void he felt
Inside, bad influences lead him down the wrong path
You changed a lot, deceived your naive destiny
Continued with joints for fun, laughter
With friends, it all ended in addiction, the white horse
Caught him in its web, prostitution, drugs
Alcohol were his only feats, a child capable of killing
Just for a gram, you lost your life
And turned it into chaos, your life was unfortunate
And now no one wants you, you sold your family
For 4 papers
See now, no one cares about you anymore
You lost your friends
And between debts and debts
You only gained enemies
A matter of time to feel
That your life was a mess
Always lying in the park
Between avenues and sidewalks
You are alone and the hardest part
Is living in solitude
To earn your daily bread
Now you have to steal
Juvenile delinquent
Where will your steps take you
If you tried to do better
And the attempt failed
You run, cars pass. You hear!
Sirens in the background
Slowly getting closer
You reflected that spotlight
Of red and blue lights
Agents search you
It's time to run
If they catch you, they confiscate your freedom
They put their handcuffs on you
Straight to the police station
You were booked, first
Contact with the police
One day in a cell
You lack strength
To do anything
With your life being between four walls
Reflect, propose to change
Your life if it's not too late
Upon leaving the juvenile center
Go make amends
With those who loved you
And you turned your back on them
Move forward, maybe now it's the story of that child
Of a run over child
Drowned in tears and dreams
A disoriented kid
Fantasies nightmares
Between avenues and sidewalks
Wake up and leave behind
Your false sorrows
The story of that child
Of a run over child
Drowned in tears and dreams
A disoriented kid
Fantasies nightmares
Between avenues and sidewalks
Wake up and leave behind
Your false sorrows
Hope will ignore you
Your childhood a bad memory
That you will try to forget
Try to fix it now
There are no shoulders to cry on
Go talk to fix things
With your family
You arrive late, your family is not there
Landscapes changed
Years passed, you lived
And coexisted without work
In the streets full of hatred
Always with low spirits
Now that you are older
You wanted to erase the past
You need help
Recognize, you are finished
Don't give up, keep looking
Because those who seek, find
Many years already
Paying with answers
You must go to hot sources
You feed on garbage
You live 24 hours
You walk dark streets
Always in the same neighborhood
You know every street
You know every corner
Every bench, every detail
At night you are afraid
That a gang member will come out
That they can beat you
Stone you for being a rat
You are exhausted and hopeful
To find work
You sleep under tunnels
And at ten degrees below zero
You are strong and weak at the same time
Just another passenger going
In the opposite direction
Looking for the right path
No one gave you anything
Not even 7 measly cents
Unlucky nomad friend
Always with setbacks
Everyone laughs at you
Children make fun of you
And you are tired
Anyway
You will never see the sky
You are tired, exhausted
You are willing to give up
To surrender already
To end your sad soul
You carried and woke up
From that deep coma
It was just a long dream
Boy, you're back in the world
It's the story of that child
Of a run over child
Drowned in tears and dreams
A disoriented kid
Fantasies nightmares
Between avenues and sidewalks
Wake up and leave behind
Your false sorrows
The story of that child
Of a run over child
Drowned in tears and dreams
A disoriented kid
Fantasies nightmares
Between avenues and sidewalks
Wake up and leave behind
Your false sorrows