Lyrics of Historia Triste - 2 Minutos

Historia Triste (original)

Te contaré una historia, triste de la vida,
cerró la fabrica, y ya cobré el Anses.
Tengo una familia, 4 hijos y una mujer,
y ya no se, que mierda voy hacer.
Robar para comer.
Robar para comer.
Robar para comer,
para comer… (x2)
Reventé, el mercadito del coreano Lee,
pero esta historia, me salio muy mal.
Me dieron 7 años, en la cárcel de Batan
y ahora ellos, me vienen a visitar.
Robar para comer.
Robar para comer.
Robar para comer,
para comer… (x3)
Hoy es fin de año, y me vienen a visitar
con pan dulce y una sidra para festejar.

(translation)

I will tell you a sad story of life,
The factory closed, and I already received the Anses.
I have a family, 4 children and a wife,
And I don't know what the hell I'm going to do.
steal to eat
steal to eat
steal to eat,
to eat… (x2)
I reventé, the little market of the Korean Lee,
but this story, it came out very bad for me.
They gave me 7 years, in Batan prison
and now they come to visit me.
steal to eat
steal to eat
steal to eat,
to eat… (x3)
Today is the end of the year, and they come to visit me
with sweet bread and a cider to celebrate.