Viejo Juguete
El Caballero Gaucho
Old Toy
Buy me at least a toy, mommy
The little boy said to mom moaning
You see, I don't even have a single game
How much I feel like crying
But on any given day from a terrace
The son of a rich man threw to the street
An old toy that he didn't care about
And the poor little boy ran after it
A death scream was heard in the street
And the screeching brake of a car was heard
It was the boy almost dying
Who lost his life for a little game
Goodbye my mother
I'm going to heaven where I'll have a thousand very nice toys
Cars and airplanes and a Donald Duck
And there I'll play with God's child
