Quedó

In the can it remained
And in his world he locked himself
And in his ceremony he turns to ashes
He's tired of locking himself up like this
He's afraid they'll knock on that door
And from the balcony he sticks his head out
To spy better

He looks to see if someone is coming
And warns: Go smoke
More, because today you're going to return
All the way there again
Don't answer, elf
Go and bring her as she waits
It's eternal once again

So much can left him
Without an answer and without a lung
Now he regrets
And it's too late
He doesn't care anymore
How much he has to pay
He only thinks about that
Little brain will remain

The fables, the fairy tales
No longer have an effect in my city
Based on base
(Today's rinse)
There is no worse misery to go through