Las Sombras Del Autocine

Tonight they close the drive-in theater.
The walks are over.
It's been a long time since I've seen a film
from the back seat.

Today my car runs so fast
that it seems emptier.
All the lights are green today,
and from here to infinity.

Buddy Holly on the transistor sang his last song
We delayed saying goodbye
if we found a good corner.

The shadows of the drive-in theater
speak to me, keep me company.
Meanwhile, alone in my car,
I drive down the avenue.

The reflection of the lights
illuminates the seats
I wanted to run and couldn't
there's no time tonight

Buddy Holly on the transistor,
sang his last song.
We delayed saying goodbye
if we found a good corner.