La Chabola
Los Chunguitos
The Shack
One day
In my shack
The police
Came for me
Because I stole
For my children
Who I had without food
And they took me
And they took me
And left them alone or abandoned
And seeing the children they were taking me
They started to cry
And the youngest
Says to daddy
Oh daddy where are you going
While his mom
While his mom
Was having fun with the others
And look at me how I see myself
In this prison locked up
Crying day and night
And not knowing about my children
And on the day of my freedom
That I have to take revenge
For what you did
With my children
That you have to pay for
One day
In my shack
The police
Came for me
Because I stole
For my children
Who I had without food
And they took me
And they took me
And left them alone or abandoned
On the day of my freedom
That I have to take revenge
For what you did
With my children
That you have to pay for
And look at me how I see myself
In this prison locked up
Crying day and night
And not knowing about my children
