Gris Atardecer
Los Visitantes
Gray Sunset
Gray sunset
a haze covers the sky
d your womanly smile
the distance of your breasts
Gray sunset
bitches pass, skinny dudes
the sound of the wind passes by
the distance of your body
Bald square
only dry trees
even old kids dare to play
bald square
only dry trees
even new birds dare to play
And on the stairs
where we are so close nobody will find us
No, no, no, no, no, no
