Buscando Un Ángel

Tell me, what did you see on the sign?
What is the good that hits the temple?
Speed, a world expanding
The new drug is rock

Crashing cars on foot in the city
Looking for someone who can listen to you
But this leads to another place where there are
Speakers in a heart

Sunday in peace, intestinal day
From five to seven, you get tempted
Quiet Morón, quiet intention
And the dog scratches on the platform

Crashing cars on foot in the city
Looking for someone who can listen to you
But that leads to another place where there are swings in the heart

Brutal passion, happy + VAT
Looking for a woman, an angel, a friend who wants to pedal with me

Say it's easy, otherwise I don't know what to do
There's not much time to understand
'It's necrophilia and morbidity', the poet of yesterday stirred

Crashing cars on foot in the city
Looking for someone who can listen to you
But this leads to another place where there is basil in the heart

Looking for an angel!
Looking for an angel!
Looking for an angel!
Looking for an angel!