Si Un Niño Se Pierde - Haze

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…

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...