Bandido
Babasónicos
Bandit
I leave the city
I erased all my tracks
And my personal history
Tomorrow will have another name
I forget about my loves
I promise nothing, nor ask
I continue to the lonely world
I know the bad ones live longer
And have a better time
Than the common man
I found her in the wasteland
And took her to the cave
I made her mine
And she fell asleep
I escaped into the fog
And left the felines
Breakfast served
They pounce, famished, on the feast
I know the bad ones live longer
And have a better time
Than the common man
There is no place in the sky
For my soul to rest
Not even religion
Because I don't seek forgiveness
I will stay without reasons
I will swallow in vice
Like a pirate retired from the sea
I know the bad ones live longer
And have a better time
Than the common man