Nada Que Perder
Los Pericos
Nothing to Lose
From the warmth of your voice
I received,
black rhythms will veil
come to me.
A woman cried
and a guitar followed me.
If everything remains the same.
As hard as that wall
I fell into the trap
grounding what was allowed
I kept playing.
I gave in to the great wall,
not everything, everything remains the same.
Now nothing is the same.
IELE, IELE, IELE
NOTHING TO LOSE
NOTHING TO DO
FOR BABYLON.
