Rotos en el raval

From Ecuador to Pakistan, right next to Barcelona
Where people pass by to look, because sadness is trendy
Like sardines in miniskirts, selling their bodies buying souls
It's not a sin if it's for bread, sweating the sheets of Raval

The races, the prayers, the hoarse laughs / The bouquets, the hookers, the red roses
The rhyme that rhymes with patching up / The broken moments in Raval

From a Manuel Vásquez Montalbán, to an Argentine and Rastafarian dude
Here is all of humanity, between Sant Antoni and Las Ramblas
Like a stew but of races, a miracle happens that never happens
They kiss alone in a hallway, the Moroccan with the Catalan

The races, the prayers, the hoarse laughs / The bouquets, the hookers, the red roses
The rhyme that rhymes with resigning / The broken moments in Raval

I left the route and found a path
Through the sidewalks of Chinatown
There's a bit of light in this darkness
It's an encyclopedia of humanity

The races, the prayers, the hoarse laughs / The bouquets, the hookers, the red roses
The rhyme that rhymes with breathing / The broken moments in Raval

Rogelio, Ronaldo, Rodrigo, Roque / Rosario, Rasines, Rashid, René
Roberto, Ramones, Regina, Resco / Reinaldo, Rocio, Raúl, Rubén

The struggle, the noises, the dirt / the street, the square, the loneliness
I tell you, I'm not lying, it's the truth / here is all of humanity