Mariposas
Taburete
Butterflies
Butterflies are raining down
In the subway
That no longer sell rusty barricades
That no longer have a filter for calls
Full moon
I pretend
The sand never burns in Acapulco
The clouds now mix with the smoke
That I no longer cry for more flags
That I never tire of loving you, solitude
Don't tell me I'm playing with time
To go back
That I no longer cry for more flags
That I never tire of loving you, solitude
Don't tell me I'm playing with time
To go back
Butterflies are raining down
In the subway
That no longer sell rusty barricades
That no longer have a filter for calls
Full moon
I pretend
The sand never burns in Acapulco
The clouds now mix with the smoke
That I no longer cry for more flags
That I never tire of loving you, solitude
Don't tell me I'm playing with time
To go back
That I no longer cry for more flags
That I never tire of loving you, solitude
Don't tell me I'm playing with time
To go back
They are butterflies, they only land
They have decided they don't want to fly
They are butterflies, green and pink
They are like bullets that hurt, they explode
They are butterflies, they are butterflies
They are butterflies, they only land
They have decided they don't want to fly
They are butterflies, green and pink
They are like bullets that hurt, they explode
They are butterflies, they are butterflies
