Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Si Un Niño Se Pierde, artist - Haze. Album song El Precio De La Fama, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.06.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Si Un Niño Se Pierde(original) |
Si un niño se pierde… |
Y en la madad de la calle, le atrapa el diablo… |
La jarra, limona, azahara, la gunilla, san miguel |
Los alcoholes, medina! |
Si un niño se pierde… |
Y en la maldad, de la calle le atrapa el diablo… |
La ribera, el puerto, alcolea, la urin, alborote, jaen, sevillano! |
Haze voz de la calle |
Niño vive entre bloques en un barrio conflictivo |
Y vende en el parque |
Crecio entre bolsas de cocaina base |
Entre cuartos de polen armas de fuego heroina y carcel |
Niño odia a la policia se llevo a su padre |
Su mirada arde niño vaga por las noches nunca es tarde |
Niño estudio en la calle asignaturas |
Como el odio le enseñaron nunca te fies de nadie |
Conocio al diablo en forma de droga |
Fue su soga desde niño fue su hermana hoy le ahoga |
Niño conoce centros de reforma… |
No conoce normas… |
Su educacion no tiene cara no tiene forma |
Niño ha empuñado una pistola |
Navega sobre el asfalto gris a solas arranca su carro y vuela |
El dice que controla el es el rey no hay ley pare este crazy |
El cahierro mata y el hierro muere… |
Baby si un niño se pierde… |
Y en la maldad de la calle le atrapa el diablo… |
Bahia, la vinada, san francisco, sierra morena, marchenilla, tierra de oria! |
Si un niño se pierde y en la maldad de la calle le atrapa el diablo… |
La modelo, alcala meco, tarragona, el dueso, taroca, botafuego, topas! |
Sabe de cuentas pero nunca fue al colegio |
Niño jamas tubo el cariño de una madre |
Niño no entiende la palabra sacrilegio pero la sufre |
Y no hay mas perro que ladre |
Si un niño se pierde… |
Niño no teme a la muerte |
Abusar diariamente de chavales le divierte |
En las calles sobrevive el mas fuerte |
Los chivatos casualmente siempre sufren accidentes |
Niño calza un cordon de oro reluciente |
El carece de valores, hoy dia es un delincuente |
Crece en un centro de menores no es consciente |
Educador esta en su vida por ti se inteligente |
Niño aprende y escribe un poema |
Se llama libertad y expresa triste sus problemas |
Habla de victimas de este sistema |
Desde chico vio lo malo y ahora paga su condena |
Si un niño se pierde… |
Y en la maldad de la calle le atrapa el diablo… |
La jarra, limona, azahara, la gunilla |
San miguel, los alcoholes, medina! |
Si un niño se pierde… |
Y en la maldad de la calle le atrapa el diablo… |
Los rosales, vicasen, ocaña, sebucheeseilo, valdemoro, alcala! |
Por ultimo… ff |
Pienso que lo mas importante de cara al dialogo con el menor |
Es hablarle en su argot |
Metodo estadistica y palabras tecnicas |
Acaban siendo un trabalenguas para sus oidos |
No entiende la normativa |
No entiende de tecnicismos |
Entienden de consumo y egoismo |
Sentemonos con ellos en una plazuela |
Ensuchemos sus problemas su infancia |
Sus inquietudes quizas entendamos sus actos |
Endurecer la ley es catapultar a un joven a la marginalidad social |
Y emocional creo que la prevencion es el camino |
Y que debemos trazarlo juntos… |
(translation) |
If a child is lost… |
And in the madness of the street, he catches the devil... |
The jug, lemon, orange blossom, the gunilla, san miguel |
Alcohols, medina! |
If a child is lost… |
And in the evil, the devil catches him from the street... |
The riverside, the port, alcolea, the urin, riot, Jaen, Sevillian! |
Haze voice of the street |
Child lives between blocks in a troubled neighborhood |
And he sells in the park |
Grew up between bags of cocaine base |
Between rooms of pollen firearms heroin and jail |
Boy hates the police took his father |
His gaze burns, child wanders at night, it's never too late |
Child study subjects on the street |
Like hate they taught him never trust anyone |
Met the devil in drug form |
It was his rope from him since he was a child it was his sister from him today he drowns him |
Child knows reform centers… |
He knows no rules... |
His education of him has no face has no form |
Boy has wielded a gun |
He sails on the gray asphalt alone, starts his car and flies |
He says that he controls he is the king there is no law stop this crazy |
Iron kills and iron dies... |
Baby if a child is lost… |
And in the evil of the street the devil catches him... |
Bahia, La Vinada, San Francisco, Sierra Morena, Marchenilla, Tierra de Oria! |
If a child gets lost and the devil catches him in the evil on the street... |
The model, Alcala Meco, Tarragona, El Dueso, Taroca, Botafuego, Topas! |
He knows accounts but never went to school |
Child never had the love of a mother |
Child does not understand the word sacrilege but suffers from it |
And there is no other dog that barks |
If a child is lost… |
Child does not fear death |
Abusing boys daily amuses him |
In the streets the strongest survive |
Snitches casually always have accidents |
Child wears a gleaming gold shoelace |
He lacks values, today he is a criminal |
He grows up in a juvenile center he is not aware |
Educator is in his life for you be smart |
Child learns and writes a poem |
He calls himself freedom and sadly expresses his problems |
Talk about victims of this system |
Since he was a boy he saw the bad and now pays his sentence |
If a child is lost… |
And in the evil of the street the devil catches him... |
The jug, lemon, orange blossom, the gunilla |
San miguel, alcohols, medina! |
If a child is lost… |
And in the evil of the street the devil catches him... |
Los rosales, vicasen, ocaña, sebucheeseilo, valdemoro, alcala! |
Finally… ff |
I think that the most important thing when it comes to dialogue with the minor |
It is to speak to him in his slang |
Statistical method and technical words |
They end up being a tongue twister for their ears |
You don't understand the regulations |
Does not understand technicalities |
They understand consumption and selfishness |
Let's sit with them in a square |
Let's ensuchas your problems your childhood |
Your concerns maybe we understand your actions |
To toughen the law is to catapult a young person into social marginality |
And emotionally, I believe that prevention is the way |
And that we must draw it together... |