Camina Sola (part. Santa Fe Klan)

For those days that don't come
For the wounds it takes from me
Because she knows what she has
That skinny girl drives me crazy

For those days that don't come
For the wounds it takes from me
Because she knows what she has
That skinny girl drives me crazy

Desperate not knowing what else
Begging to God
I don't know if to give you my life or take everything from you
Sometimes I feel like yes, sometimes I think no
Smoking around to burn this pain
It's already a habit, that my mouth still goes over you
Uncertainty of thinking that your kisses are not for me
She is my mommy, I know her cracks
Her bad manners and her six recipes
I love her from afar, I accept her incomplete
She is a garden of violet flowers

She walks alone on the street, alone
Through the city
My house sad and alone, alone
Because you're not here

Ending like this I didn't imagine
But many times I was wrong
The same thing happened to me when I saw you
I couldn't resist and touched you
Little by little, slowly
Softly I touch you, you drive me crazy
Will it be my mind, will it be my luck
Because I don't want to lose you either

Whiskey, women, tequila, concerts and tours
You look at me with others, you don't live calmly
You breathe danger, I don't tell lies
That's how my life is
We can continue, we can end
We can lie to each other, we can love
We can pretend, we can heal
We can die, we can cry

For those days that don't come
For the wounds it takes from me
Because she knows what she has
That skinny girl drives me crazy

For those days that don't come
For the wounds it takes from me
Because she knows what she has
That skinny girl drives me crazy

She walks alone on the street, alone
Through the city
My house sad and alone, alone
Because you're not here

For those days that don't come
For the wounds it takes from me
Because she knows what she has
That skinny girl drives me crazy