No Se Va (feat. Bruses)
LosPetitFellas
It Doesn't Go (feat. Bruses)
What balance, yes
All drunk
From delirium and vituperations
What balance, yes
All drunk from delirium
Because of the absence of her kisses
Where are they going?
Why such haste?
And what about the others who don't give themselves?
What happened to the luck of some
And why does the countryman aim at the pheasant?
Where are they going?
And if it's to hell
Why so low and so purple the cyan?
There's a gaping hole
That's hard to hide
Something is missing from the place in case they go
Where does the love that hides go?
If something ends, and it swims or breaks
And it's not there - it's not there anymore - it doesn't respond
Where does its name reside? Where?
Without knowing if we'll be afterwards
While trying to make sure the story
Doesn't return and repeat the story again
With the words I blindly didn't say, ma
Where do they take sumi-e, ma?
Hopefully that day serves some purpose, ma
Here no one chooses, you know, ma
It doesn't go!
The luck of your love that doesn't go
It doesn't go!
The absence of your love that doesn't go
What balance, yes
All drunk from delirium and vituperations
What balance, yes
All drunk from delirium
Because of the absence of her kisses
How do I banish this hell, ma?
Where does what we said go, ma?
How the hell do I sink to the bottom
To search for her again and already?
So many questions and we're far
Where do the kisses that were go?
Five caresses, four fights
Three who we were and I lost count
And bad luck is damn good
I walk naked seeking death
To feel something, feel the strong
And forget if I ask and it doesn't return
I stagger, my flagging
The seven sins that bring their seals
Survivor, they call me brave
But the heart that doesn't see is still recent, ma
What balance, yes
All drunk from delirium
It doesn't go!
The luck of your love that doesn't go
It doesn't go!
The absence of your love that doesn't go
It doesn't go!
With the words I blindly didn't say, ma
Where do they take sumi-e, ma?
It doesn't go!
Hopefully that day serves some purpose, ma
Here no one chooses, you know, ma
What balance, yes
All drunk from delirium
What balance, yes
All drunk from delirium