Dedicado

To the producer who used my demos to get high
To the German girl who told me "no" on a Saturday night
To the panties of temptation, the patchouli and the sorrow
And the addicts to the "grabbers" on festival nights

To those who live life on the edge of death
To those who never find a shot too strong
To the paellas with aphrodisiacs for the hot ones
To the miracles of the "Holy Mother" silicone

To the bar association
Where I never got my license
Undedicated, dedicated, dedicated

To those who kiss with their hearts thinking of their wallets
And sleep in neon hotels by the roadside
To those searching for true love without a compass or map
To the moms who brighten up the pants of A.P.A. members

To the lovers of psycho killers, to the libertines
To the gossipers making thongs and tight jeans
To those who soak the dawn with churros and beer
To those who cage the birds that are in their heads

To the bodies declared
Heritage of sin
Dedicated, dedicated, dedicated

To the professionals of the slip
Who bring life to the sex scene in Madrid
Caresses that leave no scars

To those dreaming of Peep Shows and American bars
To those who went bald from letting their grays show
To those dodging life's hard punches in the ring
And those rehearsing awkward goodbyes in front of mirrors

To the residents of a boarding house with a view of a corner
Where Napoleons hook up with Josephines
To the arsonists of promises we never keep
To the train that will never pass again, the one we lost

To a future without a past
Where I sleep abandoned
Dedicated, dedicated, dedicated

To those who have mortgaged
The moments by my side
Dedicated, dedicated, dedicated