Así es la ciudad

Some are born, others die
There's always fear, loneliness
Men with two lovers
Kids asking for bread
Someone was born important
Another died common

There's exhaustion, exploited
There are bosses, there are worms
The sun rises for everyone
We are shadows of the city
Someone was born important
Another died common

There are thieves and murderers
Honest people and neighbors
No one knows anyone
Because no one is the city
Someone was born important
Another died common

The city, the city
The city, the city

Someone was born important
Another died common