San Vicente

American heart
I woke up from a strange dream
A taste, glass and cut
A taste of chocolate
In the body and in the city
A taste of life and death
American heart
A taste of glass and cut

Waiting in the huge queue
And the black body forgot
I was in San Vicente
The city and its lights
I was in San Vicente
Women and men
American heart
A taste of glass and cut

The hours were not counted
And what was black became dark
While waiting
I was in San Vicente
While it was happening
I was in San Vicente
American heart
A taste of glass and cut