brillan los fantasmas
Callejeros
the ghosts shine
Another round loose and without promises I run to pour out
I feel like someone on TV is going to help me
how good it would be if someone heard my screams
everything for a broken glass that cuts me again.
Once again on the Bonzi tracks ready to hang
they want, they make a circle, they light a fire and start playing / smoking
how good it would be if someone heard my screams
everything for a broken glass that cuts me again.
The ghosts shine and I remain in the shadow
throats burn with the fog and the heat
The ghosts shine and I remain in the shadow
throats burn with the fog and the heat.
