Las calles están ardiendo

Outside, the Rock and Roll dogs bark,
with their sad songs, their downfall.
Outside, outside no one sleeps tonight.

The danger sirens whistle outside,
while they unfold their aluminum scales.
Outside, outside of this room.

The chimneys scream outside,
vomiting death on the sidewalks,
the streets of this time are burning outside,
reason is dying outside.

Inside, the sleepless mothers pray
dump prayers in the night,
one prayer is not enough.

Fear clogs the pipes,
dye the corners red,
the streets of this time are burning outside,
reason is dying outside.

While bullets rain outside,
sneezes of those in charge,
outside, outside there is no hope left.

Because outside the streets of this time are burning,
reason is dying outside.
The streets of this time are burning outside,
reason is dying outside.