En Una Esquina
Pecho e' Fierro
On a Street Corner
On a random street corner
In our lovely city
It's very possible that you'll see
A strange guy who, believe it or not
Sleeps and shits on the sidewalk
In his clothing and his gaze
It's clearly evident
That his life is already broken
And there's no more to fight for
Because he let himself be caught
By the whirlwind of society
It seems like he's looking, but not really looking
It seems like he's living, but not really living
So he describes, with his appearances
The cruel shortcomings of society
His big bag doesn't hold any hopes
As these died with the shoves of society
And there's no more to fight for
Because he let himself be caught
By the whirlwind of society
On the boulevard
You'll see him pass by
On the boulevard
