Casas de cartón [English translation]

How sad, the rain is heard

On the cardboard roofs

How sadly my people live

In the cardboard houses.

The worker comes descending,

Almost dragging his footsteps

For the weight of suffering

Look how much is the suffering

Look how much the suffering weighs

He leaves the pregnant woman above

The city is below,

And he loses himself in its tangle.

Today is the same as yesterday

It's a world without tomorrow.

How sad, the rain is heard

On the cardboard roofs.

How sadly my people live

In the cardboard houses.

Children the color of my land

With the same scars

Millionaires of worms, and

Therefore how sadly the children live

In the cardboard houses.

How sad, the rain is heard

On the cardboard roofs.

How sadly my people live

In the cardboard houses.

You're not going to believe

But there are schools for dogs

And they give them education

So they don't bite the newsboys

But the boss for years, many years

He is biting the worker.

How sad, the rain is heard

On the cardboard roofs.

How far away, passes a hope

In the cardboard houses.

• Artist:Los Bukis
• Album:Casas de cartón (1975), Marco (1997)