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When Poverty Enters Through the Door...
I will bless, sixth floor, door C.
In the elevator my little neighbor smells good
Poverty enters through the door,
love jumps through the window.
Doña Foca goes shopping in slippers
Home, food and a bed
Hungry children, grandfather left us
You never kiss me anymore, you don't kiss me anymore you love
How am I going to kiss you, fat and in a bathrobe
On the walls, pictures of communion,
Cages with birds and a photo of mom about Sopicrem.
Sad cookies from the dwarf Catiplán
Poverty enters through the door,
Love jumps through the window
Don Zapato reads the newspaper in the bathroom,
His His wife is called Amparo.
Dog food, with a thousand vitamins
In the winery they say that there is no right,
With so much cellulite, it is not strange that if
The routine enters through the door,
Love jumps out the window.
Doña Foca is a dangerous madwoman,
She has a duck in a basin
Poverty enters through the door,
Love jumps through the window.
Don Zapato is a smart old man,
He spends the day in bed
Poverty enters through the door,
Love jumps through the window.
Doñ Foca is a dangerous crazy woman,
She has a duck in a basin
The chickens peck the garbage
Celia is so small and always asks for rice.
The protector of the poor gave her some toy.
Her mother saw her being born on straw and cardboard
Houses with tin roofs and clay floors,
Grotesque stains of humidity the leaks.
Dogs and children under a downpour
Windows without glass, the gale comes in.

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