Hive Open Mic Week 98| Dios ayude a los marginados/ cover Span-Eng

_Creo que no querrás oírme
por yo gitana ser.
Creo que no sabré implorarte,
no te puedo ver.
Siempre me hallo marginada.
No vivo con virtud.
Veo tu cara y me pregunto
lo que fuiste acaso tú.

Dios les ayude,
viven con sed.
Clemencia te piden,
amor quieren ver.
Mira mi pueblo confian en ti.
Los marginados te ruegan vivir

(Religiosos):
Dinero hacer, famoso ser
Brillar con gloria y nombre tener.
Quisiera amor yo poseer
Te pido, Dios, con fervor
bendiciones

(Esmeralda):
No pido nada,
sé sobrevivir.
Pero hay otros muchos
que no son así.
Salva a mi pueblo
de su suerte atroz.
Pienso que todos
son hijos de Dios.
Son marginados hijos de
Diooos._

English

_**I think you won't want to hear me
for me to be a gypsy
I think I won't know how to implore you,
I can not see you.
I always find myself marginalized.
I don't live with virtue.
I see your face and I wonder
what was perhaps you.

God help you
They live thirsty.
Clemency they ask you,
love want to see.
Look my people trust you.
The outcasts beg you to live

(Religious):
Make money, be famous
Shine with glory and have a name.
I would like love I possess
I ask you, God, with fervor
Blessings

(Emerald):
I do not request anything,
I know how to survive.
But there are many others
that they are not like that.
save my people
of his atrocious fate.
I think everyone
they are children of God.
They are marginalized children of
Godoo.**_