La costumbre

You get used to sadness
You get used to routine
You get used to poverty
You also get used to defeat

You get used to nonsense
You get used to being nobody
You get used to loving with guilt
You also get used to being a slave

You get used to eating shit
You get used to hamburgers
You get used to cold sex
You also get used to abuse

You get used to violence
You get used to the news
You get used to the mask
You also get used to lies

But December existed
It's in a little corner of the good soul
And like October, my love
Those are things that come back,
That come back and already
Ooohohhhhohhooooooooooooh!...

You get used to smoking weed
You get used to drinking mate
You get used to doing classy shopping
You also get used to being a dry person

To the sick air of the city
To bad wine and hangover
You get used to being screwed
You also get used to any trend

And they had to leave
But the habit is so strong, baby
That they're still there
Until it explodes
Wait and see!!
Ooooohooooooooohhhh oooooooohhhhhhh!

(I will never get used)
To that lady looking for garbage at my door
(I will never get used)
To your hungry face asking me for something to eat
(I will never get used)
To your luxury neighborhood in front of the slum
I will never get used!!

...(I will never get used)
To see your empty bench at school
You went to work...