Lito Vitale — En Este Barrio song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "En Este Barrio" by Lito Vitale.

Lyrics

Hablaban siempre de dinero
Y planeaban asaltar un banco
Y al llegar otro febrero
Soñaban con fugarse en un barco
Y año tras año se han ido yendo asi
Creyendo que la vida era un velero
Sueño tras sueño quedaban alli
Crucificados en un sumidero
Uno se hizo maricon
Otro se hizo marino mercante
Aquel cree en la revolucion
Mientras su hermano es un traficante
De calle en calle los muchachos van
Buscando hembras para el levante
Lunes tras lunes se repite igual
A esta vida no hay quien la aguante
Dicen que quieren rock and roll
Y algunos hasta se fuman un porro
Hay quien sueña con washington
Y hay quien anda con la cara de perro
En este barrio también esta el que
Se caga en todo y hasta en Nueva York
No adora el dolar y claro lo ve
Que este norte no es la solución
Hablaban siempre de dinero
Y planeaban asaltar un banco
Y al llegar otro febrero
Soñaban con fugarse en un barco
Quien se quedo critica al que se fue
Y todo el mundo sabe lo que pasa
No se si yo me quedo o si me ire
Ya me canse de mi barrio y mi casa …

Lyrics translation

They always talked about money.
And they were planning to rob a bank
And when another February arrives
They dreamed of escaping in a boat
And year after year they've been going like this
Believing that life was a sailboat
Dream after Dream were there
Crucified in a sinkhole
One faggot
Another became a merchant marine
He believes in the revolution
While his brother is a drug dealer
From street to street the boys go
Looking for females for the levante
Monday after Monday is repeated the same
There's no one who can take this life
They say they want rock and roll
And some even smoke a joint
There are those who dream of washington
And there are those who walk with the face of a dog
In this neighborhood is also the one that
He shits everything and even in New York
He doesn't love the dollar and of course he sees it.
That this North is not the solution
They always talked about money.
And they were planning to rob a bank
And when another February arrives
They dreamed of escaping in a boat
Who stayed criticizes the one who left
And everyone knows what happens
I don't know if I'll stay or if I'll leave
I'm tired of my neighborhood and my house. …