Pelo Azul
Buitres
Blue Hair
Three in the morning
Evil sirens
Drops on the gray glass
Main exit
And I saw you
And I saw myself
Walking together through Colón
So far from the pain
Blue hair
Snow skin
Lips crashing
We looked like
A pair of diamonds in the black hand of a player
Turning the corner
A beauty greets
Pills that don't heal
When the sun comes up
And I saw you
And I saw myself
Leaving that bar together
The lips and the temple
Blue hair
Snow skin
Lips crashing
We looked like
Dice in the air that never
Never stop falling
