It seems, from what they say, that you are still preparing proposals for Caravanchel.
Yesterday, your fifteen-year-old granddaughter watched as you were taken out of a cabaret.
It seems that you are no longer that white glove pickpocket and artist soul
good times will not come back.
I have been told that with osteoarthritis of the knuckles,
you resist more than one pocket, you do not even meet the woman.
I have been told that each bag is an odyssey,
that a lady in a fight has put an eye on the virulence.
You who had the most exclusive clientele
and in each stroke you left your author stamp.
While you were safe you laughed and counted the peels
Someone was shouting:
The thief, the thief!
If it were not for the few that doing the crazy thing they are tudignidad.
Pretending they do not find out, they let you leach your wallet ...
They told me that it bursts you that the kids forget that good manners
They are essential to steal.
You know that to make a good hunting, you do not need to use the knife
a true professional.
You always pampered the poor at the expense of the rich
what was an art, my beak, is beginning to degenerate.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)