Angelitos Buenos

Here in heaven things are very difficult
That housing, according to Saint Peter, is still in crisis
Here the streets are polka dots and caramel
And the streetlights are two stars

Here in the sky the buses are carried by the wind
And look, kid, there's no one to park near the center
Here the bridges are endless and cross the seas
And the little boats are made of corals

I want angels
Good little angels
That always fly through the air
And they seek a home in heaven

I want angels
Good little angels
That always fly through the air
And they seek a home in heaven

There are houses that are very tall
Modern and colorful houses
There are houses with a lot of humor
And others that have large balconies

But what should not be missing
There are many flowers
There are many flowers
There are many flowers
Me, me, me

I want angels
Good little angels
That always fly through the air
And they seek a home in heaven

I want angels
Good little angels
That sow the air with love
And they seek a home in heaven

I want angels
Good little angels
That always fly through the air
And they seek a home in heaven

I want angels
Good little angels
That always fly through the air
And they seek a home in heaven
And they seek a home in heaven
And they look for a house
In the sky