Текст и перевод песни La Santa Grifa - Cuando Sale el Sol

Cuando Sale el Sol

Ya es otro dia el pedrito se despierta
Caminando por la calle de esta vida decierta
Caminado largas cuadras sus zapatos ya le aprietan
El no pide juguetes se pide una paleta
Sus semblantes muy tristes hace tiempo que no sonríe
El calor insoportable que a sus lagrimas las frie
Nadie lo busca desde que cumplio los ocho
Sus velas de cumpleaños se quemaron con su rostro
Mientras un niño en su casa disfrutando de su xbox
El con cadenas encendidas saboreandose un arroz
Cuando llora llora pero no se siente solito
Lo acompaña un frestou y su nombre lo llamo tito
Su pelo esta sucio pero con un alma dulce
Caminado con un perro cargandole en cada cruse
El no sabe de su origen pero duermen abrazados
Se avergüenza de su vida el deseo ser abortado
Ya no quiere ropa sucia el quiere ropa de marca
Solo tiene tres canicas y un recuerdo que lo mata
Esta creciendo y aun no sabe porque le toco esta vida
El sigue con el hambre caminado calle arriba
Ella es marina una niña que no se compara su rostro
No se mira bien por tanta tierra en la cara
Incluso da su vida por un plato de comida
Mil veses se ah preguntado porque le toco esta vida
Y se la pasa preguntado le al de arriba
Porque cuando miro otras niñas no me siento bonita
Cuando duerme nunca olvida hacer una oración
Con el miedo de ser victima de la prostitución
Cuando abre sus ojos y mira a su alrededor la rodean
Puros niños inalando resistol
Se ah quedado sola desde que ella era una baby
Ya no calma su hambre regalandole una barbie
Ella sueña ser modelo y caminar en sapatillas
Pero el frio la despierta de su linda pesadilla
Todos le preguntan que tienes que te pasa
Pero nadie le pregunta tienes un pan en la panza
Camino descalsa y esta caliente el suelo
Quiere una escalera que llege directo para el cielo
Para visitar a mamá que se fue de casa quiero
Sentir por primera vez que alguien me abraza

When the Sun Rises

It's another day, Pedrito wakes up
Wandering the streets of this deserted life
Walking long blocks, his shoes already pinching
He doesn't ask for toys, he asks for a popsicle
His face is very sad, he hasn't smiled in a long time
The unbearable heat that fries his tears
No one has looked for him since he turned eight
His birthday candles burned out with his face
While a child at home enjoys his Xbox
He with burning chains savoring rice
When he cries, he cries but doesn't feel lonely
He is accompanied by a frestou and his name is Tito
His hair is dirty but with a sweet soul
Walking with a dog, carrying him at each crosswalk
He doesn't know where he comes from, but they sleep in each other's arms
He is ashamed of his life, he wishes he had been aborted
He no longer wants dirty clothes, he wants designer clothes
He only has three marbles and a memory that kills him
He is growing up and still doesn't know why he has this life
He continues with his hunger, walking up the street
She is Marina, a girl who is beyond compare, her face
Doesn't look good because of so much dirt on her face
She even gives her life for a plate of food
A thousand times she has asked herself why she has this life
And she keeps asking the one above
Why when I look at other girls I don't feel pretty
When she sleeps she never forgets to say a prayer
With the fear of being a victim of prostitution
When she opens her eyes and looks around, she is surrounded
By pure children inhaling glue
She has been left alone since she was a baby
They no longer calm her hunger by giving her a barbie
She dreams of being a model and walking in slippers
But the cold wakes her up from her beautiful nightmare
Everyone asks her what's wrong with you
But no one asks you if you have bread in your belly
She walks barefoot and the ground is hot
She wants a ladder that leads straight to heaven
To visit Mother who left home, I want
To feel for the first time that someone embraces me