The song I have chosen for my song analysis is Casas de carton by Ali Primera a Venezuelan folk singer. If you are interested in hearing it in Spanish, the video is below.
How sad, the rain is
heard
On the cardboard roofs
How sadly my people live
In the cardboard houses.
The worker comes
descending,
Almost dragging his
footsteps
For the weight of
suffering
Look how much is the suffering
Look how much the
suffering weighs
He leaves the pregnant
woman above
The city is below,
And he loses himself in
its tangle.
Today is the same as
yesterday
It's a world without
tomorrow.
How sad, the rain is
heard
On the cardboard roofs.
How sadly my people live
In the cardboard houses.
Children the color of my
land
With the same scars
Millionaires of worms,
and
Therefore how sadly the
children live
In the cardboard houses.
How sad, the rain is
heard
On the cardboard roofs.
How sadly my people live
In the cardboard houses.
You're not going to
believe
But there are schools for
dogs
And they give them
education
So they don't bite the
newsboys
But the boss
For years, many years
He is biting the worker.
How sad, the rain is
heard
On the cardboard roofs.
How far away, passes a
hope
In the cardboard houses.
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