Rap Del Exilio

I had a love in Paraguay,
A flower that burned badly.
I didn't get to say yes,
That the touch was already removed and left to me.
Yes, I went into exile in Madrid, and I went to New York
Just because I followed Perón.
I had a solid artistic future
And I hit rock bottom.
I had three books,
And a photo of Che
Now I'm a thousand years old
And very little to do.
Let's dance,
Let's dance
Let's dance.