Caliente [English translation]

On my shoulder

Day and night the cross and the face

Rap grew up for me

Besides what they were waiting for me

I was telling what was happening to me.

Not hubcaps nor chromed rails

yonkys with children crying in the entrance

Broken crystals every morning

Your mother is a whore, mine is an employee,

We already know each other…

Learn to be awaken, pray your best

The half will come out running

The ones in a prison, others so many dead ones,

Others so remarked, never forget yourself,

What you have lived

What you’ve gone through,

Sleep with this bad heat…

They won’t have any more for they won’t desire anything.

Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot!

You, get burned…

Sleep with this heat and with nothing

That the window could cool

My mum gave me everything though she had nothing

They come and go away and they don’t change,

doggies , hot districts, tones of fé

Streets decorated with flowers, silver sidewalks,

Usually always the best for the guest woman

Hidden loves, love on the crossroad

Tough if your look will bear

The days aren’t easy I laughed not to cry

Street Macarena, San marcos, Socorro...

From de San luís to San Román.

I was dreaming and she was waking me up,

The city composing for me

Used to tell me I couldn’t keep on sleeping

With all that was falling down,

The dawn was getting nearer.

Hot! Hot! Hot! Hot!

You, get burned…

• Artist:Mala Rodríguez
• Album:Bruja