I am the color of your future
The man in the gray suit told me
you are not my type I answer
And that afternoon I learned to run.
When stepping on the station
I opened the cage to my heart.
Behind the mountains was the sea
The night, the vertigo, the city,
The world in exchange for a song
He gave me a plate, a kiss, a mattress.
The only medal I've won in my life
It was tin and disappointment.
The alley of the barracks had no exit
For the battalion defector
Of those born to lose.
Prima del alma denúdame
Of the gray suit, of the crowd,
Return me to the south road
To the country of childhood
Where one and one added three.
The only medal that has given me life
On the stage I won it.
The alley of the barracks had no exit
For the battalion defector
Of those born to lose.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)