La Ñapi De Mamá

Buenos Aires looks like yesterday's meat
incarnated in a foot that forgot its pain
dust coat, God, two thousand, amnesia and speaker / let it be just like that
we are mom's slap
don't think

There was a time when I was beautiful and truly imprisoned
the most valuable bill has a helmet and religion
strange mix of anguish and flying straw
let it be just like that we are mom's slap

Buenos Aires shipwrecks due to Perón dot com
stallion of balcony, asthma of freedom
divided forever from the classroom to the bar
but something brought us together was mom's slap
don't think

song championship with pretty choruses
the Incas' revenge that splashes up to Morón
strange mix of anguish and flying straw
let it be just like that we are mom's slap
don't think
don't think