Neblina
Las Pastillas del Abuelo
Fog
Now I can't remember
The moment I glimpsed
That everything was going to derail
And barefoot I went out to run
The asphalt already burns me
The entire sole of my feet
But it never gave me pause
If I was having a good time
In the light of darkness
Everything seems virtuous
A non-judging sense of smell is curious
Another route to travel
Another stage to step on
In a bus or in a hotel
The mornings taste the same
For some it's a coffee
For others, remnants of the bar
But always smiling
Because complaining is not allowed here
One chord after another and now
I release a melody
And let life take care of the rest
I made the mistake
Of shortening the distance
That demands all extravagance
Rusting behind the scenes
I'm dancing a Rock
In the fog
I made the mistake and paid with elegance
The cost of so much extravagance
Rusting behind the scenes
I'm dancing a Rock
In the fog