Insecto Urbano (en inglés)

Insecto Urbano
I have spiders in the bath
There are cockroaches in my room
Fat rats in my dispatch
And I live in the subway
Between cardboard and paper

I have broken the shoes
Two years ago that I do not bathe
Grow mushrooms in my arms
I am an urban insect immune to this society
I don’t have friends or neighbours
My only friend is the wine
I’m a tramp, I am a cretinous
But nevertheless I am the most honoured
I have beard and long hair
And a louses like a greyhounds
Tick, bedbugs, flea
But I am happy; I want you to leave me alone
And is that spent of all
I want live my life in peace
Pass by me
I am an insect of city
Look at me good; I do not want to work
I am happy
Urban insect!
An insect of city!
I wallow in the ground
Between looks of contempt
With my bottle, with my dog
I wander through life without stress or anxiety
In the street is snowing
It’s cold but I stand
I haven’t got a house, I haven’t got a rooms
And I no eat hot since the puberty

And is that spent of all
I want live my life in peace
Pass by me
I am an insect of city
Look at me good; I do not want to work
I am happy
Urban insect!
An insect of city!