La Vida Boba

The street is silent and I hear my hoarse wound more
I don't have much patience to stop being a shadow...
The things that are happening are eternally aligned
EQUAL TO NOTHING, JUST LIKE ALWAYS...
The idea of some nonsense is going around in my head
someone passed me the baton, it's a matter of minutes...
With this stroke of luck today I leave the foolish life
EQUAL TO NOTHING, EQUAL TO ALL...
I double down on any bet, I go all in on the present
what does it matter to lose life if it's not even mine...
I carry inside a hangman who has no heart
with one hand he lays you down, and with the other he shoots you...
Give me everything and if I owe you, go collect from the lord
he carries your crap, fills me with holes...
And even though I'm traveling today, no one takes over this stop
voices sparks, song in flames...
IT'S NIGHT OF CROWS
AND AN ANGEL CRIED...
IT'S NIGHT OF CROWS
AND AN ANGEL CRIED
IT'S NIGHT OF CROWS
AND AN ANGEL CRIED
IT'S NIGHT OF CROWS
AND AN ANGEL CRIED...
FUCK THE POLICE
THIS FAN AND SONS OF BITCHES
EAT WELL, SHIT HARD
AND I EAT THE SHIT FROM THE NORTH...
ALL THIEVES, ALL MAFIA
RIGHT NOW YOU GIVE ME A BLOWJOB
I DON'T UNDERSTAND AUTHORITY
WHEN THE SHOTS BEGIN, GENTLEMEN...
IT'S NIGHT OF CROWS
AND AN ANGEL CRIED
IT'S NIGHT OF CROWS
AND AN ANGEL CRIED
IT'S NIGHT OF CROWS
AND AN ANGEL CRIED
IT'S NIGHT OF CROWS
AND AN ANGEL CRIED...