Cerrando Bares

You were the typical formal boy
The perfect son who likes to study
And not only that, on top of it you had
All the girls with their nonsense
Behind your bones asking for kisses.

You were the boss of eighty soldiers
Plus a hundred losers acting tough
And being a teenager, you rode a motorcycle
With a green jacket taking photos
For a calendar with neighborhood girls.

And being so clever, who sees you now and who saw you then
Without skill or trade, killing yourself with vices.

Closing bars, what does it matter to you
Paying for loves, you can't handle more
And now you have bones with alcohol and without kisses
For a few excesses.

Closing bars, what does it matter to you
Paying for loves, you can't handle more
And now you have bones with alcohol and without kisses
For a few excesses.

How easy it was to be the pioneer
With a rich father filling the closet
And the rest wanting a model father
Even if he only had facade and money
Not to love us, just to give us.

And I have to tell you that today I regret
Having envied a happy father
Just by seeing your bags full
Of bad omens and false respect
From those soldiers of a past time.

And being so clever, who sees you now and who saw you then
Without skill or trade, killing yourself with vices.

Closing bars, what does it matter to you
Paying for loves, you can't handle more
And now you have bones with alcohol and without kisses
For a few excesses.

Closing bars, what does it matter to you
Paying for loves, you can't handle more
And now you have bones with alcohol and without kisses
For a few excesses.