Lyrics of Botica 29 - El Barrio

Botica 29 (original)

Casa los tres patios,
una vieja aljiba calcomida por la cal
lucha a muerte con los años
lucha con la humedad.
Casa los tres patios,
donde pilares sostienen corredores
y las cocinas tienen 9 o 10 fogones
Casa los tres patios,
hablan de pobreza, hablan de dolores,
hablan de la grandeza, hablan de sudores
Hay gente que se marcha
hay gente que se queda
hay gente que no alcanza
la gente desespera
Casa los tres patios.
En la calle la Botica
mientras los niños con las niñas
jugaban al esconder.
En la calle la Botica
nuestros padres y nuestras madres
no tenian pa comer, pero la grandeza
de ese vecindario hacen que la pobreza
sea valor humano.
Hay gente que se marcha
hay gente que se queda
hay gente que no alcanza
la gente desespera
Cas los tres patios.

(translation)

House the three patios,
an old cistern eaten away by lime
fight to the death over the years
struggle with humidity.
House the three patios,
where pillars support corridors
and the kitchens have 9 or 10 burners
House the three patios,
They speak of poverty, they speak of pain,
They talk about greatness, they talk about sweats
There are people who leave
there are people who stay
there are people who do not reach
people despair
House the three courtyards.
On Botica street
while the boys with the girls
They played hide and seek.
On Botica street
our fathers and our mothers
they had nothing to eat, but the greatness
of that neighborhood make poverty
be human value.
There are people who leave
there are people who stay
there are people who do not reach
people despair
Almost the three patios.