Puros Palos Dan

I can't take it anymore like this
Sticks and stones are given here
They punish us
Just because
They mistreat us
Woe is me!
I can't take it anymore

Without family and without a home
We ended up in this dump
What blankets!
What mattress!
What tasteless food!
Sticks and stones are given

The winter that lasts all year
Night and day is the same darkness
And despite the desire to leave
We are left with the desire to fight

When I have nightmares
When I feel like crying
I don't have parents to comfort me
But I have another beating to endure

Oh...

What a calamity!
They never give us bread!
What a barbarity!
Sticks and stones are given!

Santa Claus doesn't come here
Santa Claus who? Your god
Orphan how sad you are!
Orphan you will remain!
Sticks and stones are given

Old witch, you will see
how I make you suffer!
I will make you suffer
Miss Hannigan!

Sticks and stones are given here
I can't stand it anymore here
Orphan how sad you are!
Orphan you will remain!

Sticks and stones are given
Sticks and stones are given

Sticks and stones are given...