CANCIÓN PARA MI MUERTE (En Vivo Estadio De Morón) (part. Nito Mestre)

Alright, I got it
Let’s keep it simple because they told me not to introduce too much, even though he deserves it
I have an Argentine legend who’s gonna be on this stage right now
Nito Mestre, ladies and gentlemen
Good evening, how’s it going?
Happy birthday, Milo

There was a time I was beautiful and truly free
I kept all my dreams in crystal castles
Little by little I grew up and my love stories
Faded away like soap bubbles

I’ll find you one morning inside my room
And you’ll make the bed for two

The road is long when you look back
You cross borders without even realizing it
Hold onto the handrail because before you get there
A thousand old folks clung on, but they left anyway

I’ll find you one morning inside my room
And you’ll make the bed for two

I’d like to know your name, your place, your address
And if you have a phone, your number too
I beg you to let me know if you come to get me
Not because I’m scared, I just want to get ready

I’ll find you one morning inside my room
And you’ll make the bed for two
I’ll find you one morning inside my room
And you’ll make the bed for two

Argentine legend, brother
A big round of applause, at least