Villa de los condenados

To the Village of the Damned
Charity no longer goes,
it seems to have forgotten
those who are the most.

She knows well what they have suffered
with so much need,
those who fall exhausted
without a bite of bread.

I covered my eyes
in order to avoid crying,
and seeing that there was no mercy
Lord, I had to shout like this.

Charity, Charity, give them a hand
come in, they are your brothers.

You cover your eyes so as not to see
letting them burst with need.

Dear Charity, oh! you don't have to run away from them
Dear Charity, oh! they are humble people.

You who know how they lack
why the devil don't you come.

Who are you going to deceive
stop the blah blah blah
many are the ones who talk
but do nothing.

Where are you going? if I already caught you
by the face and don't hide because they are waiting for you.

Charity, Charity, come give them a hand
they are looking for you
your own brothers.

No no no don't hide because many are children
orphans of love, lacking affection.

Eyes that don't see, heart that doesn't feel.

Come on Charity, look at them in the face.

Give them their little bite
so they can sharpen their teeth.

He who has nothing,
is the one who suffers the most.

Clothes, shoes, house, food,
they have nothing.

Bad bad bad bad
you do nothing for them.

You don't like what I say
because you know it's true.

Have mercy,
don't let them suffer more