Ramón Ayala - Dos Monedas
Soy el mas desdichado del mundo
Y la culpa la tiene este vicio
Me dejo la mujer que tenia ahora pierdo tambien a mi hijo
El jamas supo lo que era un padre
Por que yo andaba siempre borracho
El pidiendo en la calle limosna
Para que yo siguera tomando
Una noche llovio hasta el invierno
Llego el pobre hasta donde yo estaba
Y me dijo perdon papasito
ahora si que no me dieron nada
Tengo hambre y tambien mucho frio
Por favor hoy no me digas nada
Pero yo ciego de tanta ira
Le golpie hasta casi matarlo
Y le dije te vas a la calle
Ya no pienso seguirte aguantando
ya no tienes ni casa ni padre si no traes
para seguir tomando
salio el pobre temblando de frioRamón Ayala - Dos Monedas - http://motolyrics.com/ramon-ayala/dos-monedas-lyrics-english-translation.html
y llorando por lo que le dije
mientras yo en la casa embrutecido
sabradios que tanto lo maldije
el alcohol y el sueño me vencieron
desperte casi ya amaneciendo
al abrir la puerta de la casa
no crei lo que yo estaba viendo
alli estaba mi hijo tirado
habia muerto de hambre y de frio
en su mano le halle dos monedas
que me traiba pa comprar mas vino
y yo briago no oi que tocaba
y asi el pobre murio en el olvido
por borracho perdi yo a mi hijo
y a mi esposa que tanto adoraba
yo le quiero pedir a los padres
que no le hagan un mal a sus hijos
tal vez dios me mando este castigo
por tirarme a la senda del vicio.
Ramón Ayala - Two coins (English translation)
I'm the unhappiest one in the world
And this vice is to blame
The wife I had, left me
Now I'm also losing my son
He never knew what a real father was
Because I was drunk all the time
While he was begging in the streets
So that I could continue drinking
One night, it pelted down
The poor boy came to where I was
And said "I'm sorry daddy
Today I couldn't get any money,
I'm really hungry and really cold
Please don't scold me today"
But I, blind with rage,
Beat him until I nearly killed him
And I said to him "You are going back to the street
I don't plan on keep putting up with you
You no longer have neither a home nor a father
Unless you bring back money so I could keep on drinking"Ramón Ayala - Dos Monedas - http://motolyrics.com/ramon-ayala/dos-monedas-lyrics-english-translation.html
The poor bow went out, shivering with cold
And crying because of what I had just told him
While I stayed at home, narcotized
Only God knows how much I cursed him
Alcohol and drowsiness took over me
I woke up almost by dawn
And when I opened the house's main door
I couldn't believe what I was seeing
There was my son, lying down
He died of starvation and cold
In his hand I found two coins
He brought them to buy more liquor
But since I was drunk I couldn't hear him knocking
And like that, the poor boy died into oblivion
Because I was a drunkard, I lost my son
And the wife I loved so much
That's why I want to ask to all parents
Not to hurt their sons in any way
Maybe God gave me this punishment
Because I threw myself into the path of vice