Otoño Del 82
AIRBAG
Autumn of '82
(Okay)
(Lost soldier, I want you to be with me)
(Let's clean up the blood that's been spilled together)
(Let's keep the silence of some lost souls)
(And let the memory of those we forgot stay alive)
The bird no longer sings to me in the morning
And only some memories are dying on my pillow
Sometimes, I fool myself reading some rusty book
That says the good win and the bad die
And no one’s gonna bring back my lost memory
And no one’s gonna remember that forgotten love
And from my pockets, a few cents will fall
But nothing matters, 'cause you’re by my side
I wish I could fly far away and start anew
I wish I could, but I can’t anymore, my bones ache
Sometimes, I fool myself reading some rusty book
That says the good win and the bad die
I remember when I was young someone told me
That when time catches up to me, I’d understand
I wish you could see up close what my eyes see
I wish you could understand that the world is slowly dying
And no one’s gonna bring back my lost memory
And no one’s gonna remember that forgotten love
And from my pockets, a few cents will fall
But nothing matters, 'cause you’re by my side
Baby, I want you to listen and read my lips
Maybe tonight, drunk, I’ll tell you I love you
Don’t be so cruel and stay until the day comes
Stay a while with me, steal my life away
And no one’s gonna bring back my lost memory
And no one’s gonna remember that forgotten love
And from my pockets, a few cents will fall
But nothing matters, 'cause you’re by my side
And no one’s gonna bring back my lost memory
And no one’s gonna remember that forgotten love
And from my pockets, a few cents will fall
But nothing matters, 'cause you’re by my side
But nothing matters, 'cause you’re by my side