Salir

You, tired of so much doubt
Me, asking the wind
You, where did I meet the Moon
Me, what the hell do I do with my time

Going out, drinking, the same old story
Taking a thousand lines, talking to people
Getting to bed and screwing
What a mess without you

I'm flying without touching the ground
And I've even scared away the clouds
I don't know if it's your kisses
Or this trip that's getting me high

I don't remember anything
That everything was colorful
Where are the kisses?
The flowers have kept them

Going out, drinking, the same old story
Taking a thousand lines, talking to people
Getting to bed and screwing
What a mess without you
And the next day

And when I get home
They greet me
Hey! Where are you going, bastard?
Where have you been?

I assure you I haven't been too much
That I haven't wasted time
That I've spent it on

Going out, drinking, the same old story
Taking a thousand lines, talking to people
Getting to bed and screwing
What a mess without you
And the next day

Going out, drinking, the same old story
Taking a thousand lines, talking to people
Getting to bed and screwing
What a mess without you
And the next day

For some, life is to gallop
On a cobblestone path of hours
Minutes and seconds
I, more humble, just want
The wave that arises
From the last breath of a second
To carry me swaying
To the next

Going out, drinking

Going out, drinking, the same old story
Taking a thousand lines, talking to people
Getting to bed and screwing
What a mess without you
And the next day

Going out, drinking, the same old story
Taking a thousand lines, talking to people
Getting to bed and screwing
What a mess without you
And the next day

I don't remember anything
That everything was colorful
Where are the kisses?
The flowers have kept them

Going out, drinking

Going out, drinking, the same old story
Taking a thousand lines, talking to people
Getting to bed and screwing
What a mess without you
And the next day

I don't remember anything