De 1920
Fito Páez
From 1920
Bite its tail
Pull out its teeth
Like a vermin it comes and goes
They were two girls from 1920
Far from the noises, far from the sea
How much is a taxi from here to Constitución
As if what we had loved
This is a war, they have already declared it
Where the enemy could be me
All the ghosts, all the countries
All the beliefs, all the pain
Riding on his horse emitting a lot of gas
As if what we had loved
Where is my home
I owe two subjects
If you turn around you are a statue of salt
Since there is no return, since there is no way out
I want them to tell me how to stop
You return home and if there is no whiskey
A good mood
As if what we had loved
Bite its tail
Pull out its teeth
Like a vermin it comes and goes
They were two girls from 1920
Far from the noises, far from the sea
