Sin Paciencia

Among so many hidden cities
(one sees what one wants to see),
If there are no babes,
If there are dry dreams,
You get in impatiently, once again.

Under the same Argentine sky
The king steals better than you.
He descends from the divine,
Goes on TV and has the best time.

Infernal nights scream below
(a sick little devil, only gets sicker).
The restlessness of those who suffer,
A volcano about to erupt.

The terrorism is terrifying
Of the one who hangs the one who can't take it anymore.
When you're not even against the ropes,
When your anger is deaf and bites.
You will go back to begging,
You will go back to snatching more.
When you can't find anything to take
You go impatiently once again.