Hémisphère

Early December, in Buenos Aires
A summer evening, on the other hemisphere
Improvise, to calm her heart
She goes far away to avoid her fears

Alone or accompanied, it doesn't matter
In fact, she only half enjoys herself
She tries in vain to be modest
Dreaming of a life in color

Hesitant, undecided, and distant
So fragile, yet honest when she smiles
She waltzed between pain and sorrow
But that was essentially her way of being here

Away from the glare of blockbusters
Stories born for the television
She looks at lies with bitterness
And loves to imagine a life elsewhere

In the alleys, she paces back and forth
In search of past intoxications
So many thrills tarnished forever
In the black and white colors of a silent film

Hesitant, undecided, and distant
So fragile, yet honest when she smiles
She waltzed between pain and sorrow
But that was essentially her way of being here

Hesitant, undecided, and distant
So fragile, yet honest when she smiles
She waltzed between pain and sorrow
But that was essentially her way of being here

Hesitant, undecided, and distant
So fragile, yet honest when she smiles
She waltzed between pain and sorrow
But that was essentially her way of being here

Hesitant, undecided, and distant
So fragile, yet honest when she smiles
She waltzed between pain and sorrow
But that was essentially her way of being here