Cinco Pistolas

I'm a road, with no destinations uh!
A guy without a type, against the road uh!
A hunter, without his outfit uh!
A passion, in my pocket

And I take my soul everywhere, five guns are my senses
And I take my soul everywhere, five guns are my senses

If you leave (you'll never come back)
One place (leads to another place)
Against the sea (there's a moon)
Will you die? (You'll never die)
My love (you're my love)
My pain (you're my pain)

Because I'm a little... Lost man
Counting coins, under a pine tree
I'm not a charmer, I'm not a street kid

And Five guns are my senses
And Five guns are my senses

If you leave (you'll never come back)
One place (leads to another place)
Against the sea (there's a moon)
Will you die? (You'll never die)
My love (you're my love)
My pain (you're my pain)