Cae El Sol
Gustavo Cerati
The Sun Goes Down
And every time I come back
Your echoes are there
And I would like to wake up
And finally play with you again.
The sun goes down and I'm still dreaming
The sun rises and I can't find you.
And every time I come back here
I feel that you
Threw me into inertia
Without news, without disappointment.
The sun goes down... etc.
And every time I come back
The same ending
Outside the world goes on
I'm just another one searching in the sea
The sun goes down... etc.
A strange destiny, a dark truth
Just stumbles, to love or to be silent
I walked through random streets
Through empty streets
Buenos Aires, Buenos Aires,
Humidity...
