Sólo Desde El Barrio
Once Tiros
Only From The Hood
Life, town, at a crossroads
Winter nights, lacking flame
Hypocrisy rides a black horse
Stolen from a loveless world
Look, laugh, only if you agree
Sing in the night, and the ones above tremble
That spell carries a hidden pain
Only in the voices finds the way out
No lights on
For this song
That starts drunk, a heart and a lung
Dancing naked on the counter
Broomless sweepers
Old mama without umbrellas
The carnival without the paint
Without sequins or stitches
(Only from the hood)
Broomless sweepers
Old mama without umbrellas
The carnival without the paint
Without sequins or stitches
Without the yellow lights
And without the typical smile
