They ask me if I remember and it scares me when I remember.
I think it was yesterday, I was still a kid.
It was my white house a two-story palace.
That working, hours, hours, hours and more hours.
We built ourselves, our shack.
But one day, the machines I saw arrive.
Never legs told us.
The owner ordered the demolition.
Yearling Shanty, dear shanty,
Chin chin chin, where we spend the best of our lives.
Yearling Shanty, dear shanty,
Chin chin chin, where we spend the best of our lives.
Chalascascascalá ...
Chalascascascalá ...
And we took all our things,
We went out to the street to see the demolition.
Little Mother, what sadness I felt.
Every table that fell, cried, cried my heart.
My brother wanted to scream, but I told him to stop.
Men are right, let's go to another place.
We console ourselves when Father said, that:
God gives shelter, according to the cold.
Chalascascascalá ...
Chalascascascalá ...
Today we will have shelter,
With the branches of the garden
And to console us, today we sing like this:
Yearling Shanty, dear shanty,
Chin chin chin, where we spend the best of our lives.
Yearling Shanty, dear shanty,
Chin chin chin, where we spend the best of our lives.
Chalascascascalá ...
Chalascascascalá ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)