Mi Calle (lone Star)
Motel
My Street (Lone Star)
I live in a place where the light doesn't reach
Children are seen walking barefoot, unhealthy
Through the narrow street, some cars come and go
and when it rains, nobody can walk
My street has a dark bar,
damp walls,
but I know that someday
my luck will change.
I give my address to those I offer my friendship
to know it, but they don't want to visit me
But sometimes, always by chance
I've seen friends with women in the bar
My street has a dark bar,
damp walls,
but I know that someday
my luck will change.