Viejas chismosas

Down that street walks the worst
Underneath the faces, terror hides
Others feel better
For the deaths of some in the area

What a day that silences the wound
They gave him little for what he deserved
Gossipy old ladies were commenting
The guys were affirming, kid
They almost gave him from a taxi
To the belief of continuing to live
Without the helplessness of waiting for the future
Childhood is gone, you are growing
In the midst of the distance from tough to tough

The gossipy old ladies were saying
That tonight it's going to heat up
For being doing and undoing
For shooting and mounting again

The gossipy old ladies were saying
They're going to kick them out of their houses
For the bad things they were doing
They're going to pay for the screw-ups

The heat of the area is censorship
The future will be uncertain
Their hearts are desert

My son, what did they do to you to turn you like this?
Because I gave you all my love, I saw you grow
Surely what is felt
In this land, everyone lies seeking their benefit
Not caring who they push out of their space
Judging, killing with whoever they drag
Thousands, even millions of hearts
Join in sinning actions

Nothing that time passes
Everything turns into an abyss
Like hunters of what's not theirs
Turning into bed their own territory
And in the corners everything's the same, that doesn't change
Only the reasons, the rumors
And the long ones

The gossipy old ladies were saying
They're going to kick them out of their houses
For the bad things they were doing
They're going to pay for the screw-ups

The heat of the area is censorship
The future will be uncertain
Their hearts are desert

It's all good that the Virgin of the Care (protects) them
The rumors
They were going to tell me what I should do to not leave
Be careful, gentlemen

Nothing that time passes
Everything turns into an abyss
Like hunters of what's not theirs
Turning into bed their own territory
And in the corners everything's the same, that doesn't change
Only the reasons, the rumors
And the long ones