6 AM

It's my turn
The puma has won
In this room

They are out of control
Without worry, a warning
I swim through the world

Don't let yourself be carried away
Or we'll end up dry on the National
33 blocks from freedom
There's a hurricane taking everything

The train passed at 6 in the morning
And I wondered
Where was my guitar
Yes, I got scared
And for once
I didn't care

How to forget the days
In a bar in La Latina
And the street musician playing music as he passes by

Modernist influences
And feminist tides
No one will take away
The experience from me

Spring has arrived
In the city

The train passed at 6 in the morning
And I wondered
Where was my guitar
Yes, I got scared
And for once
I didn't care

To know how to overcome
Fear, dreams, hunger, sweats
Ready to put
The sky in a thousand colors

I always say yes
La Raiz sounds
I've already decided

How to forget the days
In a bar in La Latina
And the street musician playing music as he passes by