Gato Callejero

Born in the west
With nothing to lose, born to wander
Raised where the devil
Stayed to never leave
Rider without a horse, asphalt bedouin
Street cat, my spirit wanders with you

Hey, hey, street cat
Hey, hey, street cat

The police roam around
Like wolves stalking you
No one to welcome you, no
Only the street opens up like a woman

Where to go, what to seek
When there's no place to return
You'll be like the stone
That doesn't gather moss as it rolls