Contrabando

Looking in the rearview mirror
The traffic lights of fear
I'm looking for a rental
A room in a boarding house
A song capable of turning
Guts into heart
Give me
Godmother of prisoners' dreams
Patroness of kiss orphans
Lady of confusion
Give me your holy blessing

Wandering aimlessly
Without liquidity, without a passport
I'm not asking for anything
Tomorrow fits in a motel
Full of cake under-eye circles
With morning mascara
A song capable of turning
Guts into heart
To keep going, to come back
I'm looking for a woman
As much of a whore as me
A judge and part in chess
The queen and the pawn

Give me
Godmother of prisoners' dreams
Patroness of kiss orphans
Give me your holy blessing
Wife of men without wives
Danger of dangerous curves
Give me your holy blessing
Lady of confusion
Give me your holy blessing
Immaculate disappointment
Tell me yes, tell me no
Give me your holy blessing
Tell me you, tell me me