The newspaper, the coffee
The snack in the lunchbox
The blessing with faith, the kiss for grandma
The truck full, the kids to school
Because the chickens in my pot aren't good to eat
The "how are you, buddy?"
The "let's go, it's already late"
The "did you see they already killed that son of a b****"
Bread with the Portuguese, soda with the Chinese
The morning show hosted by the snobs
Fried plantain for lunch, the rice didn't turn out so well
The heinous crimes that happened yesterday
You can see them on the midday news
While they're already forgetting the crimes from the day before
Those who enter at one, the scorching sun that overwhelms
Stop by the liquor store to have a drink
The potholes that become lagoons when two drops fall
The street vendors, want a soul? Come and try one
The crazy collectors, the motorcycle taxis
Phone thefts of those that take photos
Rubber ball, the policeman with a cigarette
Tell the kid to move because a car is coming
With bare feet and two stones for goalposts
The girl who dresses already showing her piggy bank
The old man of a thousand years who hasn't died yet
The girl who was ugly and got pretty in a day
Ganja, basketball, lend me and I'll lend you
The damn cops asking for money for sodas
Salsa, vallenato, reggaeton, hip-hop
When Michael Jackson died, even pop was heard
Young people who become thugs for fashion
Girls having sex because that's what's trending
Kids who can't even lift the gun
Women raising more than five kids alone
Humility, manners, the struggle for money
Believers preaching the final days
The politicians, the gossips, and the critics
The homeless always with their emaciated dog
Or the one who looks at you badly out of damn envy
The people who love you even if you're not family
Paranormal events, spirits that appear
According to the gift given by the data and who never have money
Kids running wild in shopping centers
The remedies ran out in hospitals
Firework concerts, hide your wallet
Because evil is a star orbiting you
There's drugs on the corner, water in the balloons
In carnivals where they casually take it away from us
The booms of the firecrackers in December
The grumpy old man who gives a cheerful happy new year
Matinee at Marta Inés's house
Repairing the English class for the second time
You hear the ice cream man's bell on the street
The shaved ice vendor and all kinds of street vendors
The man who always lives fixing the car
Wipe your feet so you don't fill everything with mud
The light bulb burned out, the toilet won't flush
They got the daughter of the old gossip pregnant
Rappers who make the bass and snare with their mouths
The student works and the student works
The raids, the borrowed tools
Graffiti of politicians who never did anything
You're welcome, at your service, sir
Excuse me, go ahead, turn around my love
Good day, sorry, thank you very much, sir
Sit here, ma'am, at the stop please
(Ouh)
I mean, there are many good people
Fighting for breakfast
Lunch and dinner
Here dogs howling throughout the neighborhood
And to sleep, good night neighborhood

Good night, neighborhood
Good night, neighborhood
Good night, neighborhood!

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