Tanta Ciudad

The sun rises and I keep dragging the night
there's a tree that gives
the shadow of a wait in the narrow street
the sun rises and I keep snatching stars
the passersby leave
united in the doubt of this moonlight
that illuminates phrases of pleasure
in moments to wake up

The sun rises and I keep watching stars
the passersby leave
immersed in the cunning of this moonlight
that illuminates phrases of pleasure
in moments with the sunlight

Holy city, suburbia
when you're missing
suburbia, so much city
and I miss you

The sun rises and I keep kidnapping the night
the impostors give in
the laughter of a life with my voice of doubt
that illuminates phrases of pleasure
in moments with the sunlight

Holy city, suburbia
when you're missing
suburbia, so much city
and I miss you.