Callejero de Boedo

Now that you're locked up
And anchored in the shadow
Without further ado

Now that the sky is clear sky
And there is no case
They don't listen to you anymore

San Lorenzo is going to play
And you won't be able to be there
In silence you will cry, there is nowhere you can escape

Devoto is not a graduation trip
Not even Mom's golden dream
But worse is being left lying in the street from a bullet
Bleeding non-stop
Callejeros is going to play the milonga that brought you here
In silence you will cry, there is nowhere you can escape

Hell has an address
And you know her well, for not feeling
For not feeling the warmth of a woman, of a woman

Callejeros is going to play the milonga that brought you here
In silence you will cry, there is nowhere you can escape
San Lorenzo is going to play and you won't be able to
Be
In silence you will cry, there is nowhere you can escape

San Lorenzo is going to play
It's going to snow in Cobos today
And you won't be able to be there
But Acostas plays the same

In silence you will cry
I don't get sick being here
There is nowhere you can escape
And we have to wait until March

Callejeros is going to play
Today the Duck is going to sing
The milonga that brought you here
And he's going to dedicate it to me

In silence you will cry
I don't get sick being here
There is nowhere you can escape
And we have to wait until March

Callejeros is going to play
Today the Duck is going to sing
The nonsense that brought you here
There is no merchandise nor freedom

In silence you will cry
I don't get sick here!
There is nowhere you can escape