La Rosca
Los Fabulosos Cadillacs
The Donut
Crow, a crazy whirlwind rises
the dust flies, everything turned black
crow waits in a square for the storm that is about to come
And in a deaf minute, everything becomes calm, only hearing the squeaking of the swings
that the wind pushes (that the wind moves) then two drops fall
and the scent of the earth rises and the blind black crow smells how everything changes
how everything changes and feels the donut, the storm, that is coming crow, donut
the world floods with the storm, the wind says this is nothing
now the real donut is coming.
