A Toda Velocidad
Barricada
At Full Speed
Hot blood
When it comes to love
Used to loving
Passes by
If the opportunity arises
No one dreams like him.
Lives at full speed
Like a cyclone
Knows that if he falls again
Start over.
The future always
He has compared it
To a booger on the wall
He still cuts himself
When he has to cry
He grits his teeth and runs.
Lives at full speed
Like a cyclone
Knows that if he falls again
Start over.
Dragging his body
Down the street
Like a chain
Of a prisoner
His shadow on the ground
Always close to him
A bottle in hand
Ashes on the sweater.
Lives at full speed...
