Mother out, (in what avenue?)
Eyes that follow, pay, eat her
Father in, licking the wound
With which unemployment marks a man
And the brother in the barracks
Bringing a shine out of the weapons
And Alice in the cafe
A resident of the land of table football
In the class of the repeaters
There will be another absence today
Alice clenches her teeth
Seeing the ball that rebounds in the air
She couldn't care less about the exam
She couldn't care less about the school
Holds up against the wire
The player never falls when going for the ball
Alice in the land of table football is more
Than in the neighborhood she lives in, wobbling
There is also Leonor
Freed from prison a few months ago
They say it's out of love
That she looks for Alice sometimes
Rests her hand on her face
Protects her from danger
Alice doesn't even notice
She's traveled to the land of table football
And the brother in the barracks
Staggers between drink and drugs
The sergeant is on his back
The one that compares the war to hunting
For a long time now he's known
That he is another player
Copper soldier
A player in the land of generals
Alice in the land of table football is more
Than in the neighborhood she lives in, wobbling
When one falls in the mud
Nobody stops to help us up
Alice! The father complains
Your mother hasn't come to have dinner
And the insults, night out
Unravel in succession
Alice never cries
She falls asleep in the land of table football
And the mother at the "bar of love"
Passes the time in small talk
Waiting for her protector
And for her body to stick to his finally
It's not that she doesn't recall
The ones she left at home
But behold the Ford arrives
And inside comes her peacock with a ring on its wing
Alice in the land of table football is more
Than in the neighborhood she lives in, wobbling
Then comes into the cafe
A boy with a helmet in hand
He stays standing there
Scribbles on a piece of paper
And Alice reads, surprise
Sentences that are fuses
"How is Your Highness,
The Queen of the Land of Table Football?"
"Are you still the king?
Could it be that you have come to my rescue?"
"In reality, I don't know anymore
For so many years I've been in exile."
"Up for a challenge?"
"You shoot first"
"Life is hanging by a thread
For whoever is a prisoner of this neighborhood"
The cafe that was there before
Is a shop with an air of modernity
And never did anyone else know
(apart from Leonor) about Alice
"Here goes, Leonor
the photo of my two sons
If you look closer
They look kind of like, I don't know, table football men"
Alice in the land of table football is more
Than in the neighborhood she lives in, wobbling