Confesiones de invierno [English translation]

She threw me from her room screaming

"you have no job!"

I had to face my situation

In winter there is no sun

And though they say it'll be very easy

It's very tough to be able to improve

It's cold and I have no coat

And the hunger of waiting weighs on me

Who will give me something to smoke

Or a house in which to live?

I know that you must be in the streets

But I don't know how to leave

And the radio confuses us all

Without money I won't do well

If the wolves eat my flesh up

I won't able to steal half from them

God is employed at a counter

He gives to receive

Who will give me a credit, my Lord? I only know how to smile

And maybe I hoped too much

I wish you were here

They'll close the doors of this hell

And I might possibly want to leave

I got some liquor and I got drunk

In the bathroom of a bar

I went to give the street a kick

And I felt very bad

And although I never had drunk

In jail I had to stop

A friend paid the bail

The wounds are from the officer

I've been here for four years now

And I don't want to leave

It's no longer cold and I'm happy

My room faces the garden

And although sometimes I remember her

I drew her face on the wall

I only die on Sundays

And on Mondays I feel well again.