Valparaíso

I never really knew its story
One day I was born there, just like that
The old port watched over my childhood
With a face of cold indifference

Because I wasn't born poor and I've always had
An unimaginable fear of poverty

I want to tell you what I've observed
So we can get to know it better
The residents chained the streets
The rain washed out the stairs

A shroud of sadness covered
The hills with their streets and their children

And the storm came with the drizzle
Bringing its load of sand and waste
Death passed through there so many times
The death that mourned Valparaíso

And once again the wind, as always
Cleansed the face of this wounded port

But this port clings like hunger
You can't live without knowing it
You can't leave without missing
The tar, the south wind, the kites

The crab fisherman who brings down
Our landscape of the waterfront

Because I wasn't born poor and I've always had (I wasn't born poor, no)
An unimaginable fear of poverty (an unimaginable fear, no)
Because I wasn't born poor and I've always had (poor, poor I am not)
An unimaginable fear of poverty

Because I wasn't born poor and I've always had
An unimaginable fear of poverty
Because I wasn't born poor and I've always had
An unimaginable fear of poverty