¿Qué Va a Ser de El Dios?
El Haragán y Cía
What Will Become of Him, God?
And there's a dog lying there in the street
In an advanced state of decomposition
And people pass by and look at it
And no one says anything
No one approaches it
No one takes it away
What will become of him, God?
There's a child! Lying there in vice
In an advanced state of drunkenness
And people pass by and look at him
And no one says anything
No one approaches him, no one takes him away
What will become of him, God?
And there's a dog lying there in the street
In an advanced state of decomposition
And people pass by and look at it
And no one says anything
No one approaches it
No one takes it away
What will become of him, God?
There's a man there, lying at the door
I think he's dead
And people pass by and look at him
And everyone says something
Everyone approaches him, no one takes him away
What will become of him, God?
And there's a child lying there in vice
In an advanced state of drunkenness
And people pass by and look at him
And no one says anything
No one approaches him, no one takes him away
What will become of him, God?
What will become of him, God?
And there's a dog lying there in the street
And there's a dog lying there in the street
And there's a dog lying there in the street
And there's a dog lying there in the street
And there's a dog lying there in the street
