La Basurita (Ft. Angélica Maria)

I'm the foam of the sea, I'm a sad lament
I'm the little trash, I'm the little trash that the wind drags.

When I came into the world, I was born crying
Oh! God, since then I've been living crying, living crying.

I'm like the bird that's flying, that's flying
Through a desert, through a desert
Looking for the east, I found the sunset, I found the sunset
Looking for happiness, looking for happiness I found the pain.

I've never had anyone to pity me
When I was a child, there wasn't even water to baptize me.

Oh! How much bitterness I feel when I remember
I'm the little trash, I'm the little trash that the air carries.

I'm like the bird...