Carreteras mojadas
Cristian Meier
Wet Roads
more than a hundred counting the lights to return again I am looking for you without knowing where I am going and holding on to the steering wheel tightly guessing what you are thinking dying of thirst to see you again two thousand cigarettes and a thousand beers in my head hallucinating that the car rises through the undergrowth and again the sweat is cooling my veins soaking me in sorrows and if my destiny is on that road I will take it with me...
CHORUS: wet roads frozen mists once again I am driving in the early morning with the fear of being what may be...
