Espectro

Since you left, I can't live
My poor bones feel so drained
And suffering rhymes with my nose
And I’m walking through Laferrere, I’m a specter

And among the crowd, I pass without a trace
I go looking for you on Luro and Cordero

And through Don Juan neighborhood, and Lujan too
From Independencia to Jesé Obrero
And at every traffic light on Route 3, I walk through
To the end, but I can’t find you
From Calderón De La Barca to Route 21
From Carlos Casares to Marcos Paz
From Da Vinci to the settlements
And from Villa Unión to the central area
From Spiro to La Bastilla
From Salvigni to La Reserva neighborhood
From García Merou to Eduardo Sáenz
From Entubado to El Resero street

I’m a specter in Laferrere square
I’m forever the ghost of 26

And tonight I cross paths with friends who are gone
On these dirt streets that the cold makes shine

Through the precincts where I once slept
I searched for you, thinking I’d see you on every corner
From Hotel Ahero to Rocamora and Eva Duarte
From Once Corazones, Cancha E'Gloria
Through the streams, through the villas, through the hustlers, I looked for you
On the 0, 50 and along the tracks
From the Matanza River to the end of 26
From the Deportivo field to your aunts
From Estanislao Del Campo, passing by the daycare square
From Cobo to Marconi, from Riglos to Tres Cruces
From La Juanita neighborhood to Las Cinco Esquinas

How can I forget our beloved dirt streets of Laferrere
If they were the cradle of our dreams, our hopes
Of our frustrations, of our confusions
Where we found the closest thing to love, to love, to love

And tonight I cross paths with friends who are gone
On these dirt streets that the cold makes shine