Today has died a sense,
Under a flower bed
With smell bad memory,
From a street poor color
Pictures are sidewalks,
That clears the way to go…
Lose me, a couple of smiles yours;
In a thread there is no equality
Beneath a bridge sleep,
From Adam and Eve‘s hand
He said the snake,
To thee have benefited sea…
Lose any grace in two days,
All dream that never was
That to me said the wind
I arrive home late and without you
Poor butterfly crazy
It has been flying wing…
And what my!
If I lose in bars and what
If laughs look at what?
If I can spare cojones
To go down the street
Breaking the night and without you
Trap my life on paper
That is the only thing I can do
And escape in my world
Dejándote single slope of luxury.
There is a vagabond absent,
On the street humanity
The policeman who sleeps,
A hidden in the city
Two whores in a corner,
That just trying to work…
Without saying that there is a full landfill,
From poppies on a mattress
Two thieves who plan,
Robarle to the moon forgiveness
And I still in hell
Trying to be the worst…
And what my!
If I lose in bars and what
If laughs look at what?
If I can spare cojones
To go down the street
Breaking the night and without you
Trap my life on paper
That is the only thing I can do
And escape in my world
Dejándote single slope of luxury.
… And say that my life
The llevo in my feet
And your love is not what I want to see or
Desterré sentiment
What I had for you
And now what I sell without faith
From what rebates regalaré
Will change the routes of this train,
Esquivando your bridge
I long screaming
And I hope you go well….