Un Poco de Sangre
Maldita Vecindad y los Hijos del 5to. Patio
A Little Bit of Blood
A little bit of red blood
On a big new car
A little bit of red blood
On a big white car.
Nothing more beautiful,
Nor more luxurious,
As powerful
As a big new car.
Junior admires it
And imagines
That his new car
Is a white horse.
And he feels
Like a brave king,
So proud,
That nothing stops him.
A little bit of red blood
On a big new car
A little bit of red blood
On a big white car.
José works
On a corner,
With other kids,
Cleaning windshields.
He runs to one car,
Runs to another,
Soap and cloth
And very few coins.
And he feels
Like in a game
That is not fun,
Running among new cars.
There he is on the street
Shining like the sun.
In his new car
How proud he goes.
He flies down the street
At great speed.
All the people
Watch him go by.
Windshield wiper
Crosses without looking
A child can't
Dodge the car.
Only a scream is heard
A hit and nothing more
Too much blood
In this city.
