Vamos Todavia Uruguayo

Go hiding your head
The hole doesn't cover you well
And the president of this damn fair
Sells rats to make his hundred.
How that tooth hurts
You bite the pillow and everything gets worse
And the promenade is no longer the anesthesia
From the hard quarry is the vision.
What the hell is happening in Amsterdam.
What the hell is happening here.
What's up with Colombes.
Who is Maracaná.
The wet sidewalk reflects
The cross of this fucking grave
Who is the one who turns around
If the chiefs are not on TV.
The stars have turned black
I close my eyes to be able to see them
And the promenade is no longer the anesthesia
From the hard quarry is the vision...
What's up with Spain.
What the hell is happening here.
What's up with Italy.
What the hell is happening here.
We ain't go on
Fuck!!!
We ain't go on, more waiting