La Ciudad Liberada

In Parque Patricios in the city of Buenos Aires
There's a shelter for people who have no one
Living and dying on the street, I was always happy there
Living and dying on the street, what a delirium without you
Are you at Calavera club?
At the Monteagudo shelter
They embrace you with their hearts
I went to sing one night with the piano
And a sign written in pain said that
The street is not a good place
To live, much less to die
Spread it, spread it

(The beauty on the street)

Fighting, fighting is a war
Fighting against the damn Nazis and fascists
Being born, living, loving, dying, no one understands anything
Your desire is my water
I want to live in the liberated city
Live and love in the liberated city
Live and love
Let's not care about anything
In the liberated city

My brothers are not doing well
They're looking for a place
A house where they can live
Live for real, truly
A roof to pray to God and catch some sun
It hurts so much a plate of food
Hunger lives in the stomach
Living and dying on the street

Love, love, who stops you?
Loving the sun, the sky, the wine, and the spring
Loving each other wildly under this star
That burns us

I want to live in the liberated city
Where love explodes in all the squares
I want to live in the liberated city
My city (liberated)
I want to live in the liberated city
Where they don't shoot more bullets at the kids
A city of unrestrained sex
My liberated city