Basura En Colores
Ruben Goldin
Trash In Colors
We make songs to not be alone.
Songs of war or love forever.
Old star that watches, a shining mirror.
In front of me… In front of me…
Like day and night, they touch in a moment.
Although they are so different, we are also the same.
La Ra La La La… La Ra La La La…
Gray film of the downtown streets.
They bring us the voice of those who are lost
Washing their sins, in a glass of tears.
In front of me… In front of me…
I don't know what I would be without your love.
I don't know what I would be without your love.
La Ra La La La… La Ra La La La…
There are cinemas and bars full of lonely people.
There are faces covered, trash in colors.
Quicksand, in a carnation and a madman
In front of me… In front of me…
Comedy and drama, food and fame.
I caress the glass and walk asleep
And I don't know what I would be without your love.
I don't know what I would be without your love.
I don't know what I would be…
La Ra La La La…
