El Imbécil

You're one of those who want kids to be begging for money and food on the streets
You roll up the windows of your phallic car when the kids ask you for some change
Watch out Patri, be careful Ezequiel, watch out for the bag with valuable things
Watch out Nancy, keep your arm inside, they'll snatch your watch in a flash
I'm their father and I'm going to explain that they beg so they don't have to work
They weren't lucky like you to have a father like the one they have

You're one of those who look in the rearview mirror and close everything, just in time
And that little hand that taps on the window makes you roll in your poor triumphs
Watch out auntie, you who trust everyone, that handkerchief made of French silk
Watch out kids, look without looking, because these people quickly gain your trust

I'm their father and I'm going to explain that they beg so they don't have to work
They weren't lucky like you to have a father like the one they have

You're a fool who blames kids for the poverty and filth that exist
Don't ever get rid of them, beg your God, because you'll put that car up your ass
I don't want them to clean my windshield because it's clean and they'll dirty it
I don't want them to pass me that little religious picture, they must have stolen it from some church

I'm their father and I'm going to explain that they beg so they don't have to work
They weren't lucky like you to have a father like the one they have