Pablo Pueblo

A man returns in silence
From his tired work
His step is not hurried
His shadow never catches up

The usual neighborhood awaits him
With the lantern on the corner
With the garbage out front
And the noise from the bar

Pablo Town
He reaches the dark entrance
And sees the walls again
With the old posters
That promised futures
In political struggles
And on his face is drawn
The disappointment of waiting

Pablo Town
Son of the shout and the street
Of poverty and hunger
Of the heart and the sorrow

Pablo Town
His nourishment is hope
His step is not hurried
His shadow never catches up

He arrives at the courtyard
Thoughtful and downcast
With the silence of the poor
With the shouts from below

The clothes hanging on the balconies
Drying in the wind
He hears thunder in the sky
Signaling rain

He enters the room
And stays looking
At his wife and children
And wonders how long

He takes his tattered dreams
Patches them with hopes
Turns hunger into a pillow
And lies down, sad at heart

Pablo Town
Son of the shout and the street
Hears of poverty and hunger
Of the alley and the sorrow

Pablo Town
His nourishment is hope
His step is not hurried
His shadow never catches up

(Pablo Town)
(Pablo brother)
Working until retirement
And never had a cent left over

(Pablo Town)
(Pablo brother)
Voting in elections
To then end up with nothing

(Pablo Town)
(Pablo brother)
His step is not hurried
His shadow never catches him

(Pablo Town)
(Pablo brother)
Pablo Town is passing by
Dragging along a hope

(Pablo Town)
(Pablo brother)
Returning to his usual neighborhood
Tired from the factory

(Pablo Town)
(Pablo brother)
Seeking luck in horses
And buying lottery tickets

(Pablo Town)
(Pablo brother)
Praying to a crucifix
And waiting for change, oh God

(Pablo Town)
(Pablo brother)
Is it because you are so poor
That's why I love you so much

(Pablo Town)
(Pablo brother)
Oh Pablo Town
Oh Pablo brother