Villa de los condenados
A la Villa de Condenados
ya no vá Caridad,
tal parece haberse olvidado
de esos que son los más.
Bien sabe lo que han sufrido
con tanta necesidad,
aquellos que caen rendidos
sin un bocado de pan.
Cubriendose yo la ví
con tal de evitar llorar,
y al ver que no hubo piedad
Señor tuve que gritarle así.
Caridad, Caridad, dale la mano
entra, que son tus hermanos.
Tu te cubres los ojos para no mirar
dejas que revienten de necesidad.
Cari Caridad ay! no tienes que uirles
Cari Caridad ay! si son gente humilde.
Tu que sabes como ellos carecen
porque demonios caramba no vienes.
Aquien vas a enganar
deja ya el blá blá blá
son muchos los que hablan
pero no hacen ná.
Para dónde vás? si ya te cogí
la cara y no te escondas que esperan por tí.
Caridad, Caridad, ven dale la mano
que te andan buscando
tus propios hermanos.
No no no te escondas que muchos son niños
huérfanos de amor, faltos de cariño.
Ojos que no ven, corazón que no siente.
Vamos Caridad, miralos de frente.
Dale ya su bacaito
pa' que afilen esos dientes.
El que no tiene ná,
es el que sufre mas.
Ropa, zapato, casa, comida,
no no tienen ná.
Mala mala mala mala
por ellos tu no haces ná.
No te gusta lo que digo
porque sabes que es verdad.
Tenga piedad,
no dejes que sufran más
Village of the Damned
To the Village of the Damned
Charity no longer goes,
it seems to have forgotten
those who are the most.
She knows well what they have suffered
with so much need,
those who fall exhausted
without a bite of bread.
I covered my eyes
in order to avoid crying,
and seeing that there was no mercy
Lord, I had to shout like this.
Charity, Charity, give them a hand
come in, they are your brothers.
You cover your eyes so as not to see
letting them burst with need.
Dear Charity, oh! you don't have to run away from them
Dear Charity, oh! they are humble people.
You who know how they lack
why the devil don't you come.
Who are you going to deceive
stop the blah blah blah
many are the ones who talk
but do nothing.
Where are you going? if I already caught you
by the face and don't hide because they are waiting for you.
Charity, Charity, come give them a hand
they are looking for you
your own brothers.
No no no don't hide because many are children
orphans of love, lacking affection.
Eyes that don't see, heart that doesn't feel.
Come on Charity, look at them in the face.
Give them their little bite
so they can sharpen their teeth.
He who has nothing,
is the one who suffers the most.
Clothes, shoes, house, food,
they have nothing.
Bad bad bad bad
you do nothing for them.
You don't like what I say
because you know it's true.
Have mercy,
don't let them suffer more