Transito Lento
Andrés Calamaro
Slow Transit
So many hours wasted without moving
I’m not the ripe fruit of travel
Hours of slow transit, staring out the window
Smoking, I hope to get somewhere
Somewhere out there is waiting for me, still waiting
And they say that sailing is essential
All I need is to arrive, but I never learned to wait
The world doesn’t know a damn thing about slow transit
Wait, leave, wait in the slow transit
Arrive and wait to fly, and wait
Arrive to find
A new love
I don’t know if the same days are lost
I don’t know where the different days rest
Wait, leave, wait in the slow transit
Arrive and wait to fly and wait
Arrive to kiss
Your scar
Wait, leave, wait in the slow transit
Arrive and wait to fly and wait
Arrive to find
Your reality