Alma de Budín
Divididos
Pudding Soul
The sweet wind blows from the west
pedaling until dawn
sheltering in the crescent moon
the dazed one seeks asylum
Standing chest out on the train roof
the human bullet goes without reason
tanding chest out on the train roof
chromed
like a champion's cup
of ping pong
Thank yous and run-overs in Saens Peña
nights of sneaking back
offering of grapes on the floor
the dazed one seeks asylum
Standing chest out on the train roof
buttery pudding soul
standing chest out on the train roof
returns home
alone and splattered
without a coat, dazed
the ping pong champion.
