Lejos de Casa
Flema
Far from Home
No matter where you go, if you're much better
No matter where you are, if it's far from your home
Your mom looks for you, your dad looks for you
You run away again, nothing stops you
Why did they bring me into this world to suffer?
I believe this is my time to choose!
Showing off, money in the streets
Begging, food in the bars
Feeling, how tough the street is
Much better than home
