Rieles de San Pedro

What did I care about the time
Between trains coming and going
A peeling city, a city
Always raining

Fading voice of the evening
At night it hurts more
In the kiosks they sell silhouettes
Irene Paraná
Sadness of the rails
Sadness of your hoooome
And your peeeople

Take advantage now
That you’re leaving
You’re going to the only
You’re heading to the only place
The sadness you see
Is the sadness you bring
Light a wet light
That isn’t too la-a-ate
Like the dust that rises
There at the terminal
And in what part of this province
Without having a drink I’ll go e-e-eeee!!!