Torre de Marfil
Gustavo Cerati
Ivory Tower
Oscillate without speaking
A goodbye, the feeling
That there is no end
That time moved forward
Suspecting a trace of light
If there is splendor, I'll be a blue fire
A replacement of me
Won't be able to beautify anymore
But still, not knowing
Kills me
Where you are or what to do
Today I dialed your number
Just to hear your voice
Resonating in your ivory tower
Resonating in your ivory tower
Resonating in your ivory tower
