Текст и перевод песни Viejas Locas - Chico de la Oculta

Chico de la Oculta

Su padre era un borracho
Que no podía dejar el alcohol
Su madre era muy buena
Pero nunca lo cuidó
Y está tirado
Está dado vuelta en un zanjón
Aspirando las pequeñas cosas
Que la visa no le dio.
Cuando el era muy pequeño
A pocos le importó
Procuraba sus alimentos
Y algún almohadón
Para acostarse
Y acolchonar su corazón
Por las calles de Ciudad Oculta
El camina hoy.
Y yo le dedico este rock and roll
Y yo le dedico este rock and roll

Boy from the Hidden

His father was a drunkard
Who could not quit alcohol
His mother was very good
But she never took care of him
And he is wasted
He is flipped over in a ditch
Sniffing the little things
That the visa did not give him.
When he was very young
A few cared
He looked for his food
And some pillow
To lie down
And cushion his heart
In the streets of Ciudad Oculta
He walks today.
And I dedicate this rock and roll to him
And I dedicate this rock and roll to him