Cuando Duerme La Ciudad
Hermetica
When the City Sleeps
The city is asleep and he still walks
Looking for a friend who doesn't spread his legs
The patrols, I know, will not let him
Because that's what they're there for
The neighborhood that smiled at him as a child
She reported him for seeing him very carefree
And not wanting to hurt the one who brought him to life
He walks through the sleeping city with no place to stop
Police reformatories are the place
Where they model the unclaimed minor
Society adopts him as a son of a bitch
That's why he escapes from the cops when the city sleeps
