Hijos De...

Children of guerrillas....
Children of the external debt
the street, is their home
in this damn society.

Sharing, brotherhood
is what the Bible says
and Jesus,
now shining shoes for the boss
eheeeeeeeeee

Cries for freedom
there are police, there are stones
share and escape
because they will torture them

Save yourself while you can
from politics
Save yourself while you can
from those children of such

And high repression
children thrown into alcohol
old ones yes
beggars forgotten by the world

Eheeeeeeeeeeeeee
eheeeeeeeeeeeeee

Thrown in a corner
die my dreams
die I
souls of hell
maybe their life is better