Mocosita (part. Carlos Dante)

Defeated with a bitter soul
Without hope
Weary of life
He sobs in his orphanhood
The poor troubadour
Unable to find solace for his pain

Hanging on a nail
The guitar
In a corner
He has abandoned it
Its sound
No longer matters to him
Lying on a bed
All he does is cry

And on some occasion
Only this song is heard
My little snot, don't let me die
Come back, I beg you
I can't live without you

Oh, if you knew
How many times I've dreamed
That once again
I had you by my side

Oh my little snot
Don't be mean and cruel
Don't abandon me
I want to see you again

Little snot, don't leave me
You're killing me
Slowly with your disdain

The tenement slept peacefully
Nothing disturbed the silence of the night
When a gunshot was heard
There in the darkness
The fatal shot rang out

The neighbors ran anxiously
Sensing
The end of that drama
And they found
Lying on a bed
In a pool of blood
The poor troubadour

But before he died
Someone heard him sing like this
My little snot
Don't be mean and cruel
Don't abandon me
I want to see you again
Little snot, don't leave me
You're killing me
Slowly with your disdain