Translation of the song lyrics Calles Que Te Ven - Efecto Mariposa

Calles Que Te Ven (original)

Todo un mundo nuevo alrededor
Acostumbrado a no ver el sol
Pegatinas de color
En su casa siempre de carton
Dando gracias a que no llovio
Veo pero no creo
Y no es cuestion de raza
Sino de tener o no tener nada
De nada le sirven
Lamentos, pan y miel
Botellas de ron
Y su cantar al anochecer
De nada le sirve
Una mano que no es fiel
Nada cambio
Tiemblan las calles que te ven
Sin dueño un vivir sin calma
Sin tener propiedad privada
No es cosa de cultura o religion
Ni tampoco es cosa de dos
Una vida un tanto fria
Tan fria como la verdad
Y no es cuestion de raza
Si no de tener o no tener nada
De nada le sirven
Lamentos, pan y miel
Botellas de ron
Y su cantar al anochecer
De nada le sirve
Una mano que no es fiel
Nada cambio
Tiemblan las calles que te ven
Y no quisiera verte caer
De nada le sirven
Lamentos, pan y miel
Botellas de ron
Y su cantar al anochecer
De nada le sirve
Una mano que no es fiel
Nada cambio
Tiemblan las calles que te ven

Calles Que Te Ven (translation)

a whole new world around
accustomed to not seeing the sun
color stickers
In his house always made of cardboard
Giving thanks that it didn't rain
I see but I don't believe
And it's not a question of race
But to have or not to have anything
They are of no use to him
Laments, bread and honey
bottles of rum
And his singing at dusk
It's no use
A hand that is not faithful
Nothing changed
The streets that see you tremble
Without owner a live without calm
without having private property
It is not a matter of culture or religion
Nor is it a matter of two
A somewhat cold life
as cold as the truth
And it's not a question of race
If not to have or not to have anything
They are of no use to him
Laments, bread and honey
bottles of rum
And his singing at dusk
It's no use
A hand that is not faithful
Nothing changed
The streets that see you tremble
And I wouldn't want to see you fall
They are of no use to him
Laments, bread and honey
bottles of rum
And his singing at dusk
It's no use
A hand that is not faithful
Nothing changed
The streets that see you tremble