Padre Con Hijo

With few details I can tell you
a story that ends very badly
father with son
the boy was only eleven years old
he insisted on wanting to buy himself
a black pair of pants
that match the anorak
and some riding boots.

I don't know myself, I don't know what I'm like
I sleep very little, so bad
I'm not even sure what day it is today
terribly nervous.

He gets in the car and tells him to shut up
if they don't want him to start hitting him
he carries a truce
how many traffic lights, how much anxiety
how much anguish to not arrive
to burn out
if you buy them for me, I won't swim again
and I've seen you trying to flirt.

I don't know myself, I don't know what I'm like
I sleep very little, so bad
I'm not even sure what day it is today
terribly nervous.

He looks for a rope in the back
he wraps it around his neck
the movements
a landfill in the darkness
some evidence he tries to erase
any invention
I have problems that I can't explain
said the judge and asked to confess.

I don't know myself, I don't know what I'm like
I sleep very little, so bad
I'm not even sure what day it is today
terribly nervous.
I don't know myself, I don't know what I'm like
I sleep very little, so bad
I'm not even sure what day it is today
terribly nervous.