Traducir a
Kicking the cans,
Throwing stones at dogs,
Searching upskirts
They go up the stairs.
They say he had a good school
And more than necessary,
Crazy hair, completely crazy,
He looks like a saint, a sane saint;
Count the squares on the sidewalks, what a small thing!
How little life is,
How close is madness,
Clear me of doubts,
I want to know
How do you live with so much bitterness?
Sleep in a robe and socks,
He ties three knots to his boots,
With long black nails
He digs into his fat mane.
Steal the newspaper in the bars,
Ring the doorbells,
It has child details,
You look in shop windows,
He carries a rosary in one hand
And he never prays.
How little life is,
How close is madness,
Clear me of doubts,
I want to know
How do you live with so much bitterness?
Ver letras en otros idiomas
