Mi Carro
Arde Bogotá
My Car
My car was stolen while I was on pilgrimage
My car was stolen last night while I was sleeping
Where will my car be?
Where will my car be?
They tell me they took off the shiny nails
Thinking they were gold, so clean they were
I tell them along the way, talking to the pilgrims
That it carries my name engraved in fire
But, where will my car be?
Where will my car be?
Wherever it is, my car is mine
Because I grew up in it, there by the river
If I find it, you will come with me
In my car of love along the way
Where will my car be?
Where will my car be?
Where will my car be?
Where will my car be?, and now
I spent a fortune on my car
And in my nights of love, I carried the moon
Asking, I searched everywhere
And finally found it without harnesses
Where was my car?
Where was my car?
Where was my car?
Tell me where was my car