Estrecho / Alvarado

You would die for me
You would die for me

I could forget about the Grammy's
About the suits, the envelopes, the Sony's
About the parties in Miami
I could forget about first-class tickets
Become the Crema again
One hundred people at the party

I could go back to square one
Listen to my landlord
Fight for his money on the stairs
Inside my flat, thirty square meters
Between Estrecho and Alvarado
I would write another poem and you would die for me

You would die for me
Revive the legend
For me, you would die for me
Revive the legend

For me, you would die for me
Revive the legend
For me, you would die for me
I would write all this shit

I don't believe in destiny, I only believe in the path
But I know I'm the man, damn, I'm the chosen one
At the awards, they changed the seats and neighbors
But the son of a bitch always sticks with those he came with

The normal thing would be to call those who really win
The company has ideas, the market demands more
I prefer a coffin, ashes in the sea
Than running a lot and forgetting about those who come after

They would die for me
They would die for me
They would die for me
They would die for me
They would die for me
They would die for me

I could forget about the Grammy's
About the suits, the envelopes, the Sony's
About the parties in Miami
I could forget about first-class tickets
Become the Crema again
One hundred people at the party

I could go back to square one
Listen to my landlord
Fight for his money on the stairs
Inside my flat, thirty square meters
Between Estrecho and Alvarado
I would write another poem and you would die for me

You would die for me
Revive the legend
For me, you would die for me
Revive the legend

For me, you would die for me
Revive the legend
For me, you would die for me
I would write all this shit, ah